I used to write about a lot of things here that I look back at and could perhaps care about less than I do, but it would be difficult.
Note that the last time I did write here I was five years younger and a Vermonter.
Now I'm 21 again for the millionth time and live in NYC so am a New Yorker.
I now have 4 cats instead of 3.
I now live with some guy who's Internet famous.
I now work at an institution that is world famous.
I now have a very complicated existence but wouldn't actually trade it back for what I was trying to enjoy five years ago.
I now have an accent, because if I don't talk like you then I must have one, right?
Let's pretend we just met.
Hi, I'm Poppy. Some people call me Stef but the guy who sleeps in my bed doesn't, so why should you?