Photo by Jocelyn Catterson and Jeremy Daigneault

This is my first entry in this new home. I hope to furnish it with more love and care than I ever did back with the other. This new clean slate is more symbolic than I thought, after realizing that I am no longer the same writer or thinker as I was. I need this new start, new fresh air to feel a whole new world ahead of me. The past weighed me down back there, reminding me of all the things I can no longer write or the people I can no longer bring alive. Needless to say, I hope the courage of detachment and the love for new heights will reignite my thirst for life and the thrill of writing.

There is one thing I promise myself with this new home: no obsession. I don’t want to write for an audience, or sell my emotions for advertising revenues. I don’t want subscribers and I don’t want to be worried with traffic statistics. This place will be free and serene. I want to write with honesty and sincerity, and only in hopes of sharing these little bits of my life with you. In return, I hope you grant me forgiveness. Forgive me if my language may be crude once in a while, or if my thoughts seem premature, or when my expressions are fettered in my new need for privacy. I’m learning these new ropes of growing up, so please be kind.

With all that aside,

cheers to our new home, cheers to a new life.