I haven’t written much lately. This is because it’s been taking most of what I’m made of to get through life, hour to hour. That sounds dramatic, which is perfectly appropriate, because the way I feel is alien and overwhelming and frequently terrifying.
I haven’t been writing because it’s hard to write about anything but this feeling, and personally, I don’t see my blog as a journal or a place to work through things, but a place to publish thoughts that are complete and will hopefully illuminate something. That’s beyond me right now. I did try to dig into Miley-gate, but even with strong feelings about it, I couldn’t make it come together.
So. I’m gonna stop beating my head against this wall for a while, since there are thicker walls demanding the battering ram of my mental energy. I may post a bit, but it’s likely to be some very gentle, uplifting stories and links, since that’s what feels good at the moment. If you’re not into gentle and uplifting, I’ll understand if you flit away, little (beautiful/cynical) butterfly.
Soon(er rather than later, I hope), I’ll be back and address this depression – and the rest of the world – with my usual combo of vim and vigor and unicorn sprinkles. Until then, I just want to say that I really do appreciate the hell out of those of you who come here to read, and especially to comment, for making me feel like the best kind of company is over for wine and chocolates.