Resurrection

I'm back.

It's been exactly 824 days since my last post according to the calendar calculator I just googled.  Its weird the things you can find on google these days.  Anyways.  I'm back.  Why am I back?  I'm back because I want to write.  I love writing.  I'm terrible at it, but I love it.  Why do I love it?  Because it allows me to process the things in my mind that get jumbled up in my mind like my too many sheets and pillow cases in a dryer.  They get all tangled up and inside out and you have to slowly pull them out of the dryer and tease them apart one by one and turn them outside out.  Writing allows me to put my tangled thoughts out into the light of day, to turn them over in my hands, to squint at their different facets, and to hopefully be able to sort them.  Not that every thought can be sorted or even should be sorted.  Sometimes the mess is fun to live with.  I tried convincing my mom that that principle held with my room as a child, but that never worked.  Here's to better luck being able to control my intellectual life.

Why did I resurrect this blog rather than start a new one?  Blogger makes it pretty easy to own multiple blogs from one account.  Plus, this blog was created at a specific time and place for a specific trip to Great Britain which inspired my unending wittiness to birth the magnificent pun, "Great Written."  I think there were two main reasons why I decided not to shed this vestige of my poor taste for phrases.

1) I want to improve my writing.  Great Written makes it sound like whatever is being written is great.  I like that sound.  It really makes sense to me since one of my goals in writing this blog was to improve my writing.

2) If I started a new blog, I'd have to find new followers.  As of right now, this blog has 13 followers.  I have no idea who you are, and I doubt that any of you still read your blogger updates.  I didn't really want to advertise my new blog, so I'm getting the best of both worlds by not having to advertise my new blog, while feeling that I'm writing for someone when in reality those people don't really read blogs.

3) There's so much to share in life.  So much: from the incident with the barista who I swore I was going to marry two weeks ago simply by the way she smiled when she took my order to my constant grappling with how to live the values I hold dear to my current search for a new church and my ongoing reflections on spiritual truths.

So many new things are starting.  The green leaves are out and the oranges and yellows are invading Baltimore.  I'm hopefully going to be in another city next year.  By the time I wake up tomorrow, I will forevermore only be able to sing Taylor Swift's "22" as a non-22-year-old.  And, yes, Great Written is back.