it's been a while,
and i'm not sure what to say.
things have changed
i wonder if you'll all remember what I used to be,
if you'll remember me,
because i can't remember who i was a week ago,
let alone last year.

i'm eating homemade granola
left from my camping solo
and all i taste is
the faint twang of bear vault
fire
and wet pine needles.