September 1 means different things to different people.
I have a handful of friends who call it their birthday.
Here in Boston, it’s moving day (and holy hell, there are a lot of people moving today).
For others, it’s the start of a new school year.
But for me, September 1 will always be the anniversary of the day I started this blog.
This year marks six — count ’em, six — years I’ve been blogging, and I like to mark the day, not just to look back on what I’ve written, but to pat myself on the back for my dedication. Continue reading