beginnings
Clearly, as you may have noticed, this isn't working.
Maybe I've gotten lazy. Yes. I've thrown that confession out bluntly, but it is what it is.
But for some reason, I no longer have the initiative to continue on with this blog.
Is it a lack of stories to tell?
No.
I think it's just a lack of a will for storytelling.
I wonder if it's a good thing. I wonder if this means that I'm doing (and I mean "doing" in a good way) more now, and that I am doing better with my time; with more productive things besides blogging. But perhaps it's a sign of death as well. The death of the storyteller in me. The desire to share or reflect.
The blog is no doubt one of the most amazing mediums of communication in this day and age.
With no limits to its vastness, what I pen here has the potential to travel further than I can ever do in my lifetime.
But I believe I've arrived at this season where I'm inking a comma.
A pause.
A selah.
Until I get some order again into this system of mine, at least.
I believe in blogging. I believe in its power.
But I'm in no position to produce anything good in this season. And with that, I'd rather stop than proceed empty.
So here's my sign off for now. It's not a fullstop.
I hope that I'll find my sense of order soon enough to not get these writing hands rusty.
Till then, thanks for sticking around.
I love you guys heaps.