Right Now It Don’t—But It Usually Does.

So I haven’t been writing lately and I’m not just talking about my blog. I’m not sure why that is actually except—at the moment—I feel like I have little to say. I’ve been avoiding things; groups, plans, and events for some odd reason. It’s hard to write about anything though when you have nothing going on. It’s a catch 22.

That’s not say that I’m not dealing with things. I’ve had a lot going on in my head recently and they haven’t been things I’ve been ready to really share. Thoughts about work and friends and relationships but most just the bare essentials of who I am. It’s not a bad thing or a good but it’s been a lot of busy noise—white noise that needs to be heard.

And it’s been quite a bit selfish. I haven’t spoken to most people—handed out congrats for their good news or been willing to listen to tales of woe. I’m tried of feeling either obligated or ignored. And I know that’s just me be a bit too sensitive and mostly unfair.

But I do feel like I’m sorting things out. Nothing too bad or too good. Just the things you have to work through your head so you can get them out. And hopefully I’ll be back soon. Cause I kind of miss the ways this helps me work through things.

Which it does.