I'm going in...
I'm here! ~pondering over a blank page.
Ain't that the truth! But I keep shaking my head no to every thought I have. I used to feel the whole post at once and would have to make leaps and bounds to a computer to get it all down. Now I feel like I'm forcing it. Think think think. Thoughts, where are you?
Such a big part of who I am has become such a small part of my life and at times it feels like failure. Epic even.
I'm supposed to be a writer.
I've only written 16 posts since September, I counted. Once upon a few years ago, I wrote more than sixteen in one month. Those were the good ol' writing days.
In my excuses excuses defense, I will say that MJ, my computer, still hasn't recovered from crashing last month. She's unstable to write on, so I can't really relax and write if I have to keep saving as I go just in case the computer shuts down. I'm already burnt to a crisp from losing stuff. I think her memory is going bad and memory isn't in the budget right now. If I had of known that I would need memory on top of what I paid last month to get her fixed, I could have bought a Mac mini. Sorry MJ, not a replacement - just a supplement.
So I'm on Papa Bear's Daddy Mac right now. I could write on the iPad, but there are too many distractions there. On the iPad I only give myself a minute to think and then I'm off playing a game or looking at facebook.
So yeah I'm rambling some thoughts and this isn't even a real post really. But one thing that I've learned about writing is that it's just like any other form of exercise or regimen - the longer you stay away, the harder it is to come back.
See you soon...