So five years ago I thought I would start a blog about my reading life and other topics. I lasted one post. I have no recollection of what circumstances led to my lapse in productivity but it happened. Here I stand reminded of my once fervent wish for a blog by the reoccurring charge on my credit card statement much like I am reminded my intense desire for access to an all anime channel to watch Yuri on Ice and my well meaning attempts to go to the gym. Reoccurring membership charges are the conscience of the digital age. So here I stand five years away from the first and only post of this blog in entirely different circumstances. For one, the description of me as a New Yorker is no longer accurate, although not entirely inaccurate. I have left living with a roommate in Hell’s Kitchen full time to live in my hometown alone (although with frequent nights spent under my family’s roof). I keep at least three toes in the city by renting a room from one of my close friends in Chelsea and signing myself up for necessary commitments like diorama classes at the museum of Natural History. I have moved from telecommuting to working in the office with actual face time with clients and court appearances. I have thrown myself or have been thrown in community activities ranging from an arts festival to challenging the local school board at every turn. Suffice it to say that I have changed in the intervening time. But not that much, I still have way too many books (which I definitely realized moving over two dozen boxes across state lines) and I still have opinions. Stay tuned to hear them.