MIssed me?
When you open a journal after a prolonged absence, there are many empty pages that fill you with great guilt. So then you’re stifled: where to even start? So much has happened between now and the last time I wrote in here! And I can’t talk about what’s currently going on without filling you in on everything that I skipped over and that’s just too much information, I’m totally overwhelmed, I’m going to have a beer instead of writing. I’ll just write tomorrow. Or the next day. Something like that. But a blog—a blog has nothing to do with self-deprecation. A blog is people sending you emails saying, “Why haven’t you written in three weeks, what’s your problem, what’s going on?” Some of these people are genuinely concerned. Some are hostile. All are appreciated. Makes me think I’ve got to be more on the ball with this thing. Somebody might be reading it, so I’d better make sure I’m writing it.