So Long For Now

So Long For Now

I think this is it, friends. I feel so bad, so often, for not posting enough. So bad that when I do post, all I manage to ramble on about is how busy I am and how bad I feel, and that, you don’t need me to tell you, is a giant bore.

When I started this blog six and a half years ago (!), it was a new medium. I was new to Paris. I was looking for an efficient way to stay in touch with family and friends while living thousands of miles away in the City of Light (and Dark Chocolate). The funny thing about blogs, of course, is that they’re public. Soon enough, strangers were reading my posts. Then commenting. Then entering my world and becoming my friends.