Hello, Walls.

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Are you beginning to forget what things were like before now? Because I most certainly am. I have been thinking a lot about how much more intimately I understand life during things like WWI—this is partly due to my decision to finally watch Downton Abbey—WWII, The Great Depression, and other important historical events. There will absolutely be a before Coronavirus and after. Maybe this is like giving birth. Everything is weird and painful and in transition. There is you before motherhood and you after but in the middle? Shit is fucked all the way up. Trust me. I speak from experience.

So, in the meantime, why not just jump off a ledge and barf out things on this here blog? I have spent a lot of time wanting to write about a lot of things. I have spent even more time telling myself that not one single person wants to read my writing or my thoughts. But now? Nothing matters! Why not? So welcome to my little corner of Al Gore’s internet.

I have some ideas of what I might post here but know that I easily get way inside my own head and start to believe my own bullshit. This means that I am extremely open to ideas and special requests. So, let me know what you would like to hear! Embarrassing stories? Book reviews and suggestions? Recipes that I make and love? Parenting? Yoga? Whatever.

And thanks to everyone who called me out and insisted that I stop picking around and just do this. It doesn’t have to be perfect and I can guarantee that it absolutely won’t be.