We never start things appropriately. Either we don't start at the appropriate time or we don't start in the appropriate manner. Something about a beginning gets messed up.
So too it is with this blog. The beginning is messed up. It starts late, or early, and the slate I write on isn't exactly clean, but I don't intend to apologize for that. There may be missing background information, or unclear antecedents in my writing.
As I have titled and described it, this blog is about taking comfort. It is about finding that space in which I feel safe: that space which is home. Currently, I feel almost as far away from it as I ever have.
Now that I've made this beginning too vague, I'll end it too abruptly.
