Well, hello, long-neglected blog site.

Let me lead off with the apology; I’m sorry I followed the herd. I’m sorry I let the shiny glint of Facebook lure me away, and not acknowledging the hook and line attached to it.

I’m sorry I let others control my story. I’m sorry (mostly for myself) that anger beat analysis. That loud got to win out over logic.

I’m sorry that I thought that an app designed for nerd-boys to rate how girls looked (face-book; how do we not acknowledge that?) could become something that would ever be used for productive interpersonal discourse.

And, more to the point, I’m sorry that I let the Year of Fear silence me.

You are my space, dear Blog, and I need to live here.