So, I am back from over a year-long hiatus. And, boy, does it feel weird to be writing here again. Mostly because I don’t feel like the same person I was over a year ago. Well, in some ways, I am the same—the part of me that still enjoys a good fart joke and a root beer, preferrably at the same time—but in others, I feel so out of touch with who I was before that it’s kind of scary.

For starters, I broke up with my boyfriend of over four years. Depending on and loving a person for that long makes them a fixture in your life. And when that person is no longer there, it becomes harder to define yourself without them.

Secondly, I’ve just completed my first term of law school, which was an excruciatingly humbling experience. I used to think I was pretty smart and now I feel like I should be wearing a triangular dunce cap and sitting in the corner of the classroom while the more intelligent students point and jeer at me. I honestly don’t know how I will make it out of here alive.

Life feels weird, for lack of a better word. I don’t know how things are going to turn out anymore. In a way, that thought is refreshing, but it mostly scares the hell out of me. For four years I’ve known what to expect and on whom to depend, and now things feel so up in the air. I hope to be writing here time and again, if only to clear my cluttered mind.