I've been really busy since my last post - and yes a little lazy too. Thesis was so long ago and the winds of change have been keeping me from doing some much needed upkeep to the site. But now that things have calmed down a bit, I think I can let fly.

Here's the gist of it: I got a job. My family and I have relocated to Boston - a brand new adventure. We've taken some time to settle in and now it's time to stop neglecting the site. But the site doesn't have the same meaning as it once did. Originally, it was made to establish a web presence for me - a portfolio for my job hunt. During the height of thesis it became a virtual pin-up wall to get critiques on-the-fly. So what is the meaning of this site now? I got the job and I graduated thesis. Crossroads.

I could just ditch the site - it did everything I asked it to do. It was fun and it was functional, perhaps it's time to part ways.

I could reinvent the site - as I'm reinventing myself.

I choose the latter - for now at least. The site will slowly be transitioning into a blog. It will still have the more permanent pages and provide a portfolio-esque destination for anyone wanting to see my work. But on the recent activity page I will update snippets of "stuff". I think that's what made me so notorious in school and it's something I need to keep doing. Just because I have a big-boy job doesn't mean I should conform solely to that work. I've always done "stuff" on the side, and that "stuff" is a lot of what makes me, me.

I think back to my colleague's site TheWanderingArchitect. He's always been a mentor of mine and I sought his guidance when creating my own site, knowing he had already gone through the process. He started his site for the same reason I did. But after he graduated and got his big-boy job, new content ceased to be posted to his site - as if the wandering architect stopped wandering... ...even before he became an architect. I felt a bit like Wendy from Hook, "so Peter, you've become a pirate." Don't get me wrong, commencement is a big part of life, and for him, I'm sure he has no regrets. From what I can tell, he's pretty much owning at the game we call life. But for me, I think it's a little different. I built myself on the premise that I can be a Lost Boy. I can fly, I can fight and I can... you get it. And it's really true. The skills I rely on day-to-day professionally and at home are skills that I've honed doing little projects completely tangent to what I was supposed to be doing at the time. If I let that go, I'm just Pirate Peter.

What's more, the wife agrees: and that's check-mate for that debate. I will keep doing "stuff". And this site will be my "stuff-blog". Even if no one ever visits it, at least it will help me remember that I am a Lost Boy and I can- "ERR-ERR-ERRRERRRRR!"