Here I am again, caught in the merciless grips of what polite society might demurely refer to as 'that time of the month.' It's an intimate, cyclic reminder of a biological paradox—that my body is both a marvel of nature and a complete and utter traitor.

Sipping coffee at a window and watching the world go by, meandering through streets without a destination, or enjoying meandering conversations that have no end are the luxuries of the truly enlightened.

In the grand, relentless march of internet endeavors, where blogs are birthed and buried with the haste of forgotten New Year's resolutions, here lies my latest act of defiance, a blog that dares to exist despite its creator's illustrious history of digital ephemera. Yes, you read that correctly. This is not my first voyage into the tumultuous seas of blogging; it is, however, the first to carry the weighty banner of my name. Some might say it's a bold move or perhaps just another chapter in an anthology of well-intentioned beginnings.

Here's my dilemma: Do I shrink my digital footprint??