A hapless infatuation

A return to blogging after a three year absence, this will hopefully be an exercise in becoming more aware of what i'm really doing and why I'm doing it, without delving into the depths of self depracation that my previous writing found itself wallowing in. I'm glad I wrote what I did, and I'm glad it is recorded, but I hope this time to move towards something that is more honest, and at the same time, more opaque. I want my writing to be more accessable to the average person. In the end I hope to have at least documented what I now sense to be a transitional period in my ever changing life. I hope to do with a little more grace and style than before, and I am ever hopeful that you the reader get something out of this exchange.

One thing has remained true throughout.

If I can press anything out of my existence that could be said to be beautiful, I will be happy.

My hapless infatuation with beauty and meaning continues to provide me with a tragic sense of joy and pain. I am desperate to someday be able to document it.

Here's to hope.