Post with No Name

Blog...I just can't quit you. I keep thinking about it...but I keep coming back.

I like the idea of writing...telling stories and having them instantly published. I LOVE that my little place in the world gets sweet readers and I get so encouraged with comments.


What I don't like is that I keep thinking I'm out of things to say. What? If you know me...you know that I never run out of chatter. My mouth runs quite a bit with a stream of consciousness. But that's a conversation, really. Just talking between friends. No worries about "dangling conversations". BTW, is that a short story? Or just a song. For some reason, I think it's a short story. But I may also be getting it confused with Ray Carver's "What We Talk About When We Talk About Love".

Conversations are fluid and often circular. They change according to the mood of the participants and the new thoughts interjected into them.

But, writing...that's supposed to have a point. Right?  Maybe a beginning and an end. And recently, I've been feeling too, I don't know...too something. Like..."Yeah, I could write a blog post right now." Then "Nah".

I still enjoy reading blogs. That may be part of my "block". Not that other blogs suck out my creativity. More like they suck me in. I read one, then another...and before I know it I have to go to bed.

So, back to my not writing. I think it's because I'm in a good, content (blissful?) place I just can't work up the energy to write. That doesn't make sense, does it?

So, last year I had a tough year. People hurt my feelings...like over and over. And, I never can comprehend that because I never understand who couldn't love me. Seriously! I'm always surprised when it happens.

If you were to go back and read some of my 2012 posts...I'm not sure you would pick up on my stress or hurt feelings. {That were often lurking in the back of my skull.} But...I don't know, maybe you'd notice. I definitely hinted.

When I look back at my 2012 posts I see lots of good days. Genuinely good days. For instance, the Cherry Blossom Festival in March was amazing. I loved that little vacation. I got out, took pictures felt inspired and wrote. It was a genuinely good weekend. One I'd like to duplicate...but I'm afraid that trying to duplicate it would disappoint.

And my birthday week in Vegas? Another amazing time. I love that my Sis in Law was able to come. She was so great to hang out with! It was perfect to hang out with her and just lounge in our cabana! If you get the chance to do a cabana? Do it!

So...what was my point again? Yeah, I don't know. I'll try to write more often. Maybe that was it.