so, here i am, again. it's been two years now, or just about, and i have abandoned this place. but here i am, returning like any other traitor, bowing humbly (a rare occurrence--you should feel special) for forgiveness for my neglect. you probably think i'm capricious by this point, fickle and undependable. maybe i should feel guilty; i use this place only when i feel compelled, yet otherwise i ignore it, and in doing so i renounce the little me who first envisioned it back in the sixth grade, who spent so many painstaking hours designing layouts and learning HTML and showing up her unbathed, utterly mad computer teacher and configured all of those guestbooks and web polls and bravenet extras, who spent more time at this keyboard than in her bed each night, who cared so deeply about this trivial, inconsequential cyber asylum.

i guess i should feel guilty, but i don't. maybe it's because, in all the multifarious phases i've suffered through in my life, a little bit of each still thrives. the pre-school artist, the kindergarten brain, the fifth grade pariah, the sixth grade new girl/backstreet boys fanatic/popular chick, the seventh grade goth, the eighth grade hippy. but pardon me, i'm babbling aimlessly.

by the way... why are you here?

love always,
nicole