this thing called blog... revisited

Way long ago, almost five years ago in fact, I decided to try on the blogger hat. Three posts later, I promptly forgot about this thing called blog for two years. When I finally remembered about my initial endeavor, I picked it back up again and it became a part of me. I didn't 'go public' for a little while, but thanks to the encouragement of a blogging pal, I took the plunge and started putting it all out there. Soon enough, blogging became like a side voice in my head. When things would happen that would make me laugh, I would think about what words would best describe the event when I would later be able to sit down and blog it. Same for so many other things that would happen, even if they weren't funny, but just ordinary day-to-day stuff that I wanted to remember, or think about, or record, or just replay for myself.

Lately though, it seems that blogging has been put on the back burner, and I've been trying to figure out why. The obvious answer lies in the changes to my day to day life since last fall, resulting in a whole lot less time, first of all. But there also seems to be a lowering of that 'blogger voice' in my head. Not sure what's at the heart of that, but it seems that right now I'm less called to document my thoughts (exactly) here. My best guess is that my mind is just too busy trying to figure things out, and in a time where plans are so difficult to pin down, and the day to day is more challenging, my thoughts are truly all over the place.

I'm saddened by this, because I love my blogging voice. It's nice to think that there are a few people out there who choose to come here and read my silly thoughts, but I would still be doing this even if it was just my own eyes that ever took them in. I need to get some things settled here, but unfortunately, change won't be coming for a couple months. I have been finding solace in reading, as usual, but I also hope to soon find the urge to come back here and write out the menial, the funny, the memorable, the silly, the ordinary, the one-of-a-kind, the everything.


Listening for the voice,