Yes, five years. You can check the archives . . . I'll wait. 

I struggled this morning with trying to understand how to describe what five years feels like. Oh, I have stories, and friends. Highs and lows, it's just like anything else except it's public. These days it feels like less and less is private.

I came up with this analogy. My relationship to this band is one you might have with your neighbors kids. When they were little you saw them all the time. They were at your house, you were at theirs. You felt comfortable around each other because it was simple. As they grew up and went to college and started their own careers you saw them less and less. They moved to another town. Sure, you still see the parents from time to time but you've lost your direct connection with the kids. It's how it goes. 

When they come back to visit you might run into them at the supermarket. They are busy with their own lives, just in town for a night. "We'll see you again" they say. You wish them well and move on. 

For me, this blogging thing is "easy". "Easy" because I have a skill set that I built over the years to make it seem easy. It's probably not. The truth is if it were harder I might not do i

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Please don't say "Here's to another five years!" because I can't really imagine that. 