Ch-ch-ch-ch-changes

I've felt like it's time to move on for several months.  I tried to start another, more private blog, but maintaining two was too much of a hassle and it kind of fizzled out.

Since I'm moving, life is different, I'm married now, a new language is in my future and circumstances are changing, it would be nice to start anew.

This place is like that childhood bedroom at your parents' house that contains evidence of your embarassing youthful obsessions, like Leonardo DiCaprio, or the Backstreet Boys, or Sailor Moon dolls.  All of your old silly books are still there, maybe a couple pictures of high school prom dates or ex-boyfriends.  It's painted in a color that you're no longer quite as fond of.  Naive journals containing the hormone-charged blood, sweat and tears of your teenhood are still upon the shelves, dusty and forlorn.

It's still a familiar place, though - you remember happy school-free afternoons spent watching snow fall on the front yard through those windows.  Your friends would come up and you'd lie together on the floor all night, giggling and clutching each other in terror.

Still, it's not where you belong anymore.

I've threatened, and hemmed and hawed and waffled, but this time, I will be exporting and then deleting this blog...  And starting a new one, with less baggage, less drama, more fun and hopefully, with more of you and less of me.