So, I guess it’s been a while since I last wrote anything, over two years in fact. It’s crazy to me how time flies. I didn’t even notice it pass me by, a symptom of getting older.

More than likely, no one is going to read this as my readership is probably all gone. That’s okay. As much as I tried to grow my followers in the beginning, it became less important to me. The inner turmoil that drove me at first lessened until it was gone. I didn’t even notice the transition.

There’s not much to tell about my life. I briefly joined a band, but as it wasn’t going anywhere, we disbanded. I promoted into a salary management position. I spend most of my free time and money going to concerts, usually Halestorm. I saw them six times this year alone!

Still single, still living my life. I haven’t written anything in ages. I missed Nanowrimo for the first time since 2011 last year. I just didn’t have the desire to do it. I may try this year, but I’m undecided. I did buy a new laptop just in case since my old one was old and slow and I haven’t bothered to boot it up since I don’t know when.

I’m still alive, still in this limbo between Joe and Stefani. I don’t feel compelled to transition, but neither am I compelled to leave it behind. My two identities form my whole. I’ve come to accept my lot in life, and in accepting it I’ve found some measure of peace.