ah, that's good that they haven't.
glad to see the place is not completely abandoned; there's a fair bit of dust and cobwebs but there's a small flicker of activity here and there and my statistics graph twitches every now and then. sure, corpses sometimes twitch too, but a twitching blog is a completely different thing.
it looks just as i had left it, save for a few forgotten things, some broken promises, and a somewhat tattered reputation maybe.
it's not all bad, all things considered: 16 weeks, and i had number 17 lined up and ready to go.
then things changed in a major way. a perfect storm of events resulting in a cataclysmic upheaval.
that's a good way to put it: i went through a perfect storm of changes.
you know i won't go into details but i will say that i missed my happy place.
and i will say too, that it's that time of the year again when i need to scratch the itch to start something new.
i love starting stuff. i love doing something new. i love the energy, i love the excitement, the giddy freshness of beginnings.
and i still love taking pictures, and writing stuff about the pictures i've taken.
and i certainly, i would love to somehow find the momentum to see things through.
and i hate leaving things hanging and unfinished: it's like feeling a sneeze coming on, and then your nose changes its mind halfway through.
and so i will start again. another fifty two weeks. another fifty two pictures.
i probably won't have time to have the place redecorated and spiffed up in time for the new year, but i will subject myself to another round of potential and probable embarrassment by saying that i will be at it again: another project fifty two, another attempt at beginning something i know i have a snowball's chance in hell of finishing.
here's hoping i at least get past number 16.
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