If you're been reading . . .

If you've been reading this blog (and you haven't--I'm all alone here) you've already deja vu'd this. I return n years later and find my old forgotten blog (this time I find 2 old forgotten blogs) and post about the finding experience. I try to be casual about it but there's an underlying tension. There's something lonely about it yet I persist when what I really ought to do is hold it up and stare at it while asking the question "Does this blog spark joy?"

Well, does it, punk? I'm not even sure what joy feels like. (The answer comes to me--if you're not sure, it sure ain't joy.)

And yet I can't dispose of it as one is supposed to do with non-joy sparking things. And so, here we are.