It’s hard to play with words today, still, which is why I had to try. I went looking to see how many times I had written an introduction for this crazy game before, looking for snippets of the past to ground my present.
From 2014: “I don't have a Facebook account, which these days occasionally makes me wonder if I actually exist.”
I still don’t have a Facebook account, though that rarely causes the same existential concern. I moved earlier this year to a new state, Colorado, from a place I had lived for seventeen years, the Bay Area of California. Wanting to stay in touch with the people there may be the thing that finally convinces me to change my mind.
From 2010: “I like the feeling of being just a half-step removed from my regular self for a day. Perhaps enough small steps will take me somewhere entirely new.”
This is exactly what my Halloween costume was this year, too. Me, but a heightened, punk version of me. I continue to take baby-steps to figuring myself out. Where I’m at right now is good, but I’m certain it could still be something better.
From 2008: “I laugh easily (though I’m often not the first one to get the joke), I cry easily (much to my chagrin) and I startle easily (BOO!)
I am happy more often than I am sad. I am more comfortable in my skin now than I have ever been.”
Huh – this brings tears to my eyes. It’s still true, but 2008 me didn’t know how difficult 2009 would be, and the time it would take to feel like my skin really fits me again.
I guess the goal now is to get back to here - “I am happy more often than I am sad.” It’s what I wish for everyone else, too.