Oh, poor Picasilly. I’ve been neglecting this space because I’ve been busy with life. If ‘life’ is, you know, eating ice cream on the sofa while watching Gilmore Girls reruns. Don’t judge! We’ve all been there. At least I’ve had pants on…some of the time.
This is not the only thing in my life I’ve been neglecting. The plants are dying in the garden, desperate for a drink. The pile of laundry in my closet has taken on Jabba The Hutt proportions. Unresponded-to emails are cluttering my inbox.
But it is almost September! And moreso than New Year’s, September always feels like a new start to me. Even fifteen years out of high school, it still reminds me of freshly sharpened pencils and unmarked notebooks. A blank slate on which to start over, again. And again. And again.