i stopped telling my story here

You know that. If you're reading this, you can probably tell it's been damn near two years since the last post.

The reasons I stopped are pretty uninteresting compared to the reason I'm starting again: I think I have a lot to share with the world. I'm tired of doing it on anything but my own terms.

I've never stopped writing a lot. This is going to be the home for that writing, and I'm going to present it in the light of my choice.

 The Portland Art Museum basically consists of two buildings -between them, amidst other art, runs a long, frosty-looking opaque wall. It's a pretty perfect selfie background. This is me rolling my eyes skyward there last April.

The Portland Art Museum basically consists of two buildings -between them, amidst other art, runs a long, frosty-looking opaque wall. It's a pretty perfect selfie background. This is me rolling my eyes skyward there last April.