last year it snowed on thanksgiving. i went to autumn's house, like i had done the year prior, excited about my second 'friendsgiving,' but still getting used to not being with my family. and of course, there was lots of good food and a rowdy game of apples to apples, followed by a trip to the bars. i miss those times. those friends.
things are different this year. not necessarily better or worse, but definitely different. looking forward to giving thanks with other people, but still great friends. change is good, i think.
there are a lot of things that are going on in my life that i wish i could freely write about without judgement, but unfortunately (or fortunately), some things must remain anonymous. just know that if i'm a little snappier than normal, it's probably not you...it's me.
wow, this is the first time i've written in a while. it feels nice. weird. i still feel like something is holding me back. some writer's block. some dishonesty. perhaps once i'm honest with myself, the words will flow through me with ease.
until then....