There’s something awesome about starting over.

The empty room when you first move in to a new home, the brand new whiteboard just waiting to be drawn on. A new notebook with untarnished pages, the way your nails look once you pull the paint off to start over. And, of course, the seminal favorite: the brand new, fresh, clean WordPress install just begging you to write posts in it. To customize it. To smother it with photos and pictures and words and whatever the hell I want. Because it is mine, and it is empty, and just like the twenty-seven notebooks I have sitting around that I’ll write in eventually: it is mine to do whatever the hell I want with it.

I can’t really explain why I needed or wanted to “start over.” I just did. Sometimes it happens like that. I moved my desk from the room that used to be my office down into our living room so that I could have a change of scenery, I recently changed around my work schedule, I cut my hair. It’s just spring and after feeling like the world was moving on without me for two straight years, something that’s hard to put into words, I was ready for something different. Something new.

This is my clean slate, my blank book. I want to talk about the things I want to talk about and do the things I want to do and I want a place for that. “Hello world!” is the quintessential computing phrase. It’s the beginning. It’s where everything begins. When my fresh, clean WordPress install threw this default post at me…I decided to keep it. Because it means something.

So, hello world. I’m back, I’m here, and everything is spring and new and waking up again.

And I can’t wait to get started.