I realize that it has been awhile since my last post. Perhaps I could blame it on the fact that I went about a month without internet at home and was entirely unmotivated to go to the library. My lack of blogging could possibly be attributed to being busy spending time with various people over the break and then a full load of classes greeting me at the start of the semester. Let’s accuse the weather for my absence. If we wanted to be honest, there is some sort of block prohibiting me from finding things to write about. Suppression is how I handle things and a blogging deficiency could reflect that sometimes. Lastly, my most recent post holds more truth than you could ever know.
If you have not seen it I would suggest you scroll down now. It was written on a bit of a whim but expresses multiple messages about what I have to say and how I feel about so many things in general. It is probably my favorite blog in a long time. We say, write, hear, read, [insert other forms of communication], so much random crap. Does it really matter? Am I wasting my time and yours? What intention do you have when writing pages of essentially nothing? Straight up, what’s the point?
From here my thoughts begin to blend as I continue to ramble. This is not my letter of resignation to the world of blogging. Quite the contrary actually as I have missed it greatly. I want to find out how things are and become they way they are. Why is it that we say ten words when four will do? Is one length better than the other? Why do we say things while meaning another? How is one to understand the meanings, thoughts, and language of another when they are hardly able to sort through their own?
Lyrics from Bend and Break by Keane.
