It has been just about two years since I've written anything conherent to myself. Two years ago I thought that everything had changed. But now it is an even greater difference.

In these times, I find myself falling back into my old ways of revisiting sad music and writing furiously. On sticky notes, on my hand, in my head.

I'm gathering these pieces and hopefully I will get back into the habit of posting them here. It is an interesting feeling, looking back at myself through my writing. I'm glad I documented some of it here so that I might reflect and consider things in a new light.


- Emi