No thanks, that doesn't sound particularly interesting and I don't like you enough to take time away from reading people's Facebook status updates

I am far from the empty garden now, fathoms away from “You didn’t have me at hello”-type posts from last summer. So much so that I keep wondering if I should erase those old blog posts, ones I no longer relate to, dashed off in haste, cringe when I think about. And yet I want the path to be clear, the markers to be obvious. There was a path I took to get here, and it wouldn't be fair to make it seem like I was here all along.