You might think that this isn’t too tough. You’d be wrong.

But the point of this post isn’t to complain about the DC vehicle bureaucracy, it’s to celebrate being home. Home means that, even though I take metro or walk most everywhere I go, I can have my car here if I need it, and not in another state. Home means having the closet be well lit, and the downstairs warm without the upstairs roasting.

Of course, there are the other aspects of “home-ness” that I’ve not yet fully achieved. There’s the part where you have somewhere you belong. Working on that, not quite there. But then, maybe no one ever feels like they belong. It’s been getting better, but still, not where we’d like to be, I don’t think.

Not to let this turn into a meandering process, but more to just get things flowing after having been off writing for so long.

Let’s get this running and see how it goes.