{ interlude : it has been a very long time }

So.

I just found this blog today, again, after...two years or something of not remembering that it exists. That it existed, once.

The internet is a strange thing. Place. Thing. You can go back and quite literally find yourself standing in the text-speckled white space of your past, find words that your own fingers tapped out on some keyboard when you were eighteen and hopeful, when you were twenty and lost, when you were fifteen and stupid, when you were ageless and right. Right about so many things. And wrong, too.

This post is not going to be 100 words, by the way. The next one will.

Because I think I am going to start this again. This 100 words in 100 days thing. It's a lovely concept, one that I'm 98% sure I did not invent, although I can't for the life of me [cliche alert] remember where I came across it. Somewhere on the internets, no doubt. Where else do you find things these days. (Well. Books.)

Anyway, I left off on post 049, back in August of 2013...nearly three years ago. I am not going to write about this now--not go into the extent and depth of it--but I mean, so much has happened over the past three years. So much has changed. Me. I. I have changed. Really, everything has.

But I'm not going to go into that now. The whole point of this interlude-post-thing was to tell you, you, reader, person, human whose face I don't know, probably, that I'm going back and continuing this 100 words 100 days thing. Oh, and I'm starting at post number 050, where I left off last time. So really it's only fifty more days. But it'll still be 100 words. Yeah.

Because I really, really, really need to write again.

And this is the only answer I can find for right now.

So.  

On y va.

Let's begin...now.