November 1, 2011 at 11:36 PMQuite honestly, I've been unfairly withholding myself from you. But please, understand: I suffer from a disease called perfectionism, which at times can be debilitating. If I can't have it perfect, often times, I won't even start, and once you get used to not starting, you don't bother even to try anymore.
House cleaning, for instance, has always been this way: a place for everything and everything in its place, but once there's one sock left on the floor, the whole house turns into a dump. It's the same with blogging. I tidied my thoughts and formed weekly topics for years in a row, but then I decided somewhere along the way that I was out of clever things to say, and I didn't try. And then I got bashful about my own absence, and then September passed, and now October's gone, too. And if the world ends in 2012, by then it'll be too late!
I could try catching up with everything, but the chore is daunting; it's easier to light a match and burn the house down. So, in order to travel light, I will pick up from scratch and see how far I can go.
I'll make it thirty, be it bright or boring. Apologies for my absence, and I look forward to connecting with you all again.
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