Am I really resurrecting this thing? After spending a couple of hours trying to remember what login I used for this account and wrestling with Blogger to get my access restored, I now feel sort of obligated to see it through.

What started it all was a conversation I had with SW, who'd signed up for a Twitter account so that he could tweet his random, inane (almost always hilarious) thoughts. Yet now he doesn't feel that he can fulfill that promise, because he's somehow ended up accumulating a bunch of what he calls "respectable" followers. I'd thought for a microsecond about joining Twitter for the same purpose—sharing my completely irrelevant "insights"—but his experience gave me pause. I concluded that it was best to vacuum the cobwebs out of this sad blog and bring it back to life.

I'm almost certain nobody will read my posts, but what finally convinced me to come back was reading through my own old entries. Recalling friends, experiences I'd forgotten about.

So now what?

I see my posts here as an opportunity to keep up my writing and to purge what's on my mind as I leave the secure (?) but exhausting (!) world of in-house editing to pursue a freelance business full time. I won't have lunchtimes with coworkers to shoot the shit, so Internet, you're the next best thing.

We'll see how long I can keep this up.