The Re-launch
I fully planned to begin blogging again, but I hoped it would be under better conditions. As I write this, I wonder, though, if these, yet to be said conditions will contribute to the emotional depth, passion and newfound time required to begin writing again at a level that I'd be proud, if not merely willing to post.
Here we go. What to expect? If you read previously, you know the answer is --- nothing, everything, anything…. Funny, sad, honest, tragic, unbelievable… Controversial, timely, forward-looking, retrospective…Insightful, though-provoking, narrow-minded, stupid. Unedited, uncensored, censored with ambiguity and code.
Why am I blogging again? I miss it, I missed it. I am blogging for the same reason I am running again. I am running away from something; I am running toward something. I am clearing my mind, but also placing the words here so that I may return and explore the thoughts, feelings and memories of my present state. Dumbledore's pensieve. Finally, I am blogging and running in lieu of therapy and pills. I hate talking through my emotions and I really don't like swallowing pills.
I've returned. I hope you (the reader) return. Read, comment… Enjoy, judge, share. Expect all of the usual: steam-of-consciousness, rhymes, poetry, rants and maybe even something new --- I'm thinking picture collages.
Here we go. What to expect? If you read previously, you know the answer is --- nothing, everything, anything…. Funny, sad, honest, tragic, unbelievable… Controversial, timely, forward-looking, retrospective…Insightful, though-provoking, narrow-minded, stupid. Unedited, uncensored, censored with ambiguity and code.
Why am I blogging again? I miss it, I missed it. I am blogging for the same reason I am running again. I am running away from something; I am running toward something. I am clearing my mind, but also placing the words here so that I may return and explore the thoughts, feelings and memories of my present state. Dumbledore's pensieve. Finally, I am blogging and running in lieu of therapy and pills. I hate talking through my emotions and I really don't like swallowing pills.
I've returned. I hope you (the reader) return. Read, comment… Enjoy, judge, share. Expect all of the usual: steam-of-consciousness, rhymes, poetry, rants and maybe even something new --- I'm thinking picture collages.
0 Comments:
Post a Comment
Subscribe to Post Comments [Atom]
<< Home