This blog's one-year anniversary is about a month away. Even though the wagon I fell off of is now solidly out of sight, I still feel pretty good about the project. A mistake was not definining terms, but leaving the project open-ended. "I will write something every day... forever I guess." Well, that's not very realistic. I did it for a few months, which was good, and I was about halfway consistant after that through the summer. I chronicled a good year for chronicling, and most importantly I married you which was basically the whole purpose of this journal. Coming home to you is infinitely better than writing to you here.

Things That Should Be Disallowed: Rhyming "world" with "girl".

- J