It's not as though I haven't had anything to say. Quite the contrary, actually. It's simply that I have nothing politically correct to say and so have plastered it on more secretive pages that do not reveal my true identity. Bless the nom de plume.

I've had such a bizarre year, in terms of personal evolution, that it almost seems unfitting to continue this blog. It's probably time to start a new one. Those in my personal circle can attest to the fact that I'm no longer who I was months ago, to say nothing of a year. I am amazed by the difference a year can make. The events of this past one, for instance, have made my life more complicated, more frustrating, but also more rich and fulfilling. Funny how that works. I've done away with many things that I thought made me who I was. Funny how THAT works, as well. Because I think I'm more myself now, than ever.

Out with: organized religion and arbitrary behavior/thought patterns associated with it.
In with: General acceptance. Perhaps I have become too much of a hippy is this regard, but I can't seem to grasp this world as the black and white picture of morality I was raised to see it as.

more to come.