Slacker Fest Ends With a Sigh
A sigh of relief. Ahhhhh. Boy, I needed this.
I can't believe my last post was on December 18th! Oh, how time flies. What's even more humbling is that you, my beloved blog brothers and sisters (and you know who you are) didn't give up on me after all this time. I accidentally hit the link to my stats page today and really didn't want to look, but I did anyway. I was shocked and humbled beyond words to see hits from familiar places every day. You guys didn't just bag this blog! You've actually been checking in to see if I'd ever show up again! You all are truly among the highest of the high beings on this planet and I feel so...so... ugh!!!... undeserving, especially after my protracted abandonment of everything and everyone here. And I've been feeling so bad about not posting and not reading, but.... but.... but.... (Oh, how I hate the buts!)
You deserve an explanation.
I needed an intervention. Info junkie that I am, I was consuming too much of the unhealthy kind and it was beginning to consume me. Everyone around me agreed. But because everyone knows better than to get between me and my Mac, no one intervened. So, I had to resort to an old tactic and put myself back on a media embargo for a while, this one more severe than ever, as it included all digital communication media as well. This is not to say that I eschewed the web all together. (I don't think this would be possible for me to do. I am, after all, quite addicted.) But I quit reading news, blogs, and gave up e-mail completely for WEEKS!! I can't tell you how nice that was. But there's always a price. However, it was worth paying.
I am all about love, folks. This last year, (as you well know), has been filled with worrisome things. And if you subscribe to the notion that fear is the opposite of love, then you can see how this might begin to invert my sense of self and my natural state of being. I was living more of my life from my head rather than my heart and more decisions were being produced and evaluated from that place alone than from my gut, which always knows best what to do with what my head collects. I was also spending too much time in the state of righteous indignation, which, as unbecoming as it may be, can be good fun and quite satisfying in small doses. But you know what they say about too much of a good thing... And it was becoming quite a drag for every else as well. So, I gave my head a break and let the other parts of me have their fun for a while. I'm feeling much happier now.
I've got some personal news updates to deliver, but I've decided to try to be less long-winded in these posts. Less is more, they say. So, we'll see if I can actually deliver more in smaller bites.
I have a lot of reading to do as well. Some of you have been rather prolific. In any event, I've missed you, one and all.
Thanks for sticking with me.