Where Have You Gone, Passenger Conners?

Central Park, New York City

Central Park, New York City

There’s been an eerie silence on the interwebs of Passenger Conners these past few weeks. My laptop keyboard has felt a bit less clacking. Cobwebs are collecting on my WordPress dashboard. And wait — was that a tumbleweed that just rolled past my screen?

But seriously, why the virtual silence here on the blog?

I’d like to say it was for a really dramatic, travel-y reason, like, my wifi was slow in Madagascar. But, alas, I wasn’t in Madagascar.

Truth is, after a number of months of steady writing and steady working and steady traveling, I transitioned to location indy stop number I-don’t-even-know-anymore, back in my old stomping grounds of New York City.

The change has felt like a long-awaited (and ironic) breath of fresh air. Living in the urbania I once called home has allowed me to slow down, and take some time to reengage with the now-familiar world around me.

As I focused on some self-care — at least in the adjusting to my new home department — I’ve chosen to spend more time doing and less time blogging. At least for the past 3 weeks.

But as it’s wont to do, the keyboard calls. My dashboard’s cobwebs are slowly getting wiped away. And after my brief hiatus, I’m finally reengaging with my most familiar home of all: this site, these words.

Stay tuned for Summer 2014’s shenanigans, Passenger Conners-style.

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