gone
I realized the problem with blogging is that when my life is so boring, I want to blog, because I think blogging can pull me out of it, can make meaning out of my day even though it appears meaningless. So I blog.
But as soon as life gets a little bit busy, or a little bit fun, blogging is the first thing that I forget. why???
There has been a pattern. I always start with some really ambitious plan. I do the plan meticulously for a while. But deep down I sort of know this thing is no organic, or has slowly, insidiously, became mechanical. One day. One busy day is all that's needed for it to stop.
Funnily, I was reminded of this blog because of the lemon squeezy monthly subscription notification. I guess, luckily, there would always be something grounded in reality that pulls me back into what attracts me.
Gotta pick it up.