That familiar feeling.

The HTML is old, yet familiar. The cadence rough, but recognizable.

It's been a while, friend.

Ever so closer.

This is a tonal shift, but one all the more appreciated by the fact that I made it here. I fear myself, but the closer I get, the more of it just seems to drop away.

I just want to work on what I love. It's here. Tabs upon tabs upon tabs. Busywork. Woo much to mention, too much to do. Can't mention it all, but I can make a list. I've spent a bit of time trying to figure out exactly what that list was, what should be on it..

How.

Where.

When.


A year, to be precise. Has it really been so long since I've written here? It feels like so much longer. The days feel like weeks, months when you're in love.

It's why I know this is exactly where I need to be.

And that this is what I need to do.

It's going to be a long day. Or short, rather. The funny contradiction of that same love means time will fly right by.

Here's hoping I've got it this time.