The maker of this blog has not forgotten about this place. This is a space she loves very much. But like a person who hasn't seen someone she's had eyes for for a very long time, there is bound to be some awkwardness involved upon the reunion. Some tongue-tiedness as well. I'm stabbing away, but nothing's really sticking yet. Baby steps, I'm telling myself.

It's coming, though.
I can feel it in my bones.

Love,

The Comrade