Begin by Beginning

I started my first blog when I was making some big changes to my life. I enjoyed updating it as I traveled around. It was a good way to keep in touch with people as I explored new possibilities.

Later, after my health suddenly changed, writing in the blog was a type of therapy. Still on my "adventure," it was a way to keep people informed, and also process the changes.

Then, as the health junk plateaued into a vague and chronic mystery, and my life became officially mundane, I lost the confidence it takes to maintain a blog. Sure, I could share anecdotes about my life, but rants about my retail job and doctors visit was unappealing. As all the events of 2020 settled in, I believed I had ideas to offer, but I felt too introspective.  At times, to preachy. Basically, I was tired of thinking.

More recently, I've delayed beginning again because I wasn't sure what my intent should be. Shouldn't a blog have a goal or theme of some sort? 

Not really. That kind of question is just a bullshit excuse. I've known all along that this endeavor was for no one but myself. Sometimes you have to just start and see what happens.