Our way, our minds, our possessions. Stuff just gets put to one side and then before you know it, poof, gone. Motivation, inspiration, dedication... It's hard to hang onto things in the face of reality. The constant grinding down of everyday life takes a toll. And if you add in depression to the mix, well. There you have it. It's a recipe for forgetfulness.
As often as things get lost, they get found, too.
Get lost in the moment and find yourself. Get a chromebook and rediscover your blogger blogs. Loose your temper and find some freedom. Life itself is cyclical, so it makes sense that we would be cyclical too. We move in circles, coming in and out of habits and patterns. Like the sea, we ebb and surge.
Promises and commitments are hard to keep.
Which is why I try not to make them. I don't like to promise things because I believe in the transience of life. And commitments are tricky, because I can't guarantee who I'll be in a year, or a week, or tomorrow. So I'm not going to commit to blogging every day, or ever week, or even every year. I'm just going to say that right now I want to write my thoughts down somewhere. And this is as good of a place as any.
