in the chaos of my recent schedule, I somehow managed to forget the second anniversary of my beloved, the 14th. when I began this project two years ago, going on my blog was like looking at a blank map everyday and dreaming up the roads and routes and paths and trails that would run across it in beautiful striations...
on these virtual pages, I built highways and bridges and found road signs and directions to the corners of my mind and the recesses of my imagination, and I began to pursue a dream. it is hard to fathom the leaps and bounds that have been made in two short and swift cycles of the seasons, and here we are: back in autumn again, a season of change.
and change is good, friends. change is very good. right now I am working on so many different and exciting projects, and the 14th has been quiet, but ever-present, alongside these endeavours. as my energy flows into new and open doorways, through cracks and keyholes, I have come to realize it is time for this blog to take a rest and sit under a willow tree and navel-gaze for a while.
our time together here has meant the world to me, and no words of thanks shall ever suffice in expressing my appreciation for all of the support I have so lovingly received.
our time together here has meant the world to me, and no words of thanks shall ever suffice in expressing my appreciation for all of the support I have so lovingly received.
with all my love and endless gratitude,
Noah Gano, the 14th









