It has been absolutely ages since I’ve posted anything here. Sometimes I’ve felt the urge, but for one reason or another, didn’t take the time or otherwise bother. I’ve been relatively active on facebook, but it isn’t the same. I can’t really speak my mind there (if I were to want to do so) – too many family members as friends, as well as others I wouldn’t necessarily want to share my “innermost thoughts” with.
Oh, of course I’m aware that *here* isn’t exactly the best, either – nothing on the internet is private. And it doesn’t necessarily have to be. This place is just more private than there, and I’ve been thinking that perhaps I should take more advantage of it. I haven’t written much of anything since… well, I can’t really remember since when. Maybe if I can get myself back into the habit of visiting here, I’ll be able to get myself back into the habit of writing on a regular basis. I know I’ll never create a masterpiece of any kind… but those times I’ve truly allowed myself to immerse myself in writing have been so enjoyable… Thing is, I don’t know how to let myself do that anymore. I’ve always had lots of excuses as to why I can’t, enough that I’ve paralyzed myself. I’ve had ideas, wanted to write – but can’t make myself focus on it long enough to get anything out. As soon as that happens, I switch to something else – usually something trite, like wasting time playing facebook applications. That isn’t going to get me anywhere at all! So. My friend told me (well, confirmed for me) that the writing is the thing. Doesn’t matter if it is derivative, doesn’t matter if it is good, doesn’t even matter what it is about, as long as I’m doing it. He offered himself up as a willing… target? I’m getting tired and I’m not quite sure which word I’m looking for there, but either way, I figure I’ll spare him – for now.
On that note, I need to go. Hopefully, I’ll make myself come back soon.
