Yes, it’s been awhile. I’ve been a terrible blogger. But wait. I can explain. Well, things have been kind of busy. With what you ask? Too many things to count I suppose. Yes, dear old 7iber has been keeping me busy preoccupied these days, as have all the million other little pieces that make up a life. So blogging has taken a backseat. No matter how much I promise myself, there just never seems to be enough time in a day.
However, I’ve realized that this blog has taken me in a direction I never intended to go. How? When you start blogging, and a readership begins to build, certain expectations do as well. And pretty soon you find yourself self-censoring. You find yourself posting only the content you think people demand or expect of you. And that’s all fine and dandy, especially if you care as deeply as I do about adding some sort of value in this world. But along the way you forget. You forget that you started blogging to keep sane. To spill your gets out on a digital floor. To ramble and rant and rave. To give a home to the randomness in your head. To shoot from the hip. To break all the rules of conformity that the world demands of you (for example, I would never start a sentence with “and” & “but” in real life, but online, well, things can get a bit wild).
Along the way, you forget all of that. And life can keep you busy enough to keep you from remembering what was great about blogging to begin with. So I’m going to consider this a wake-up call, and I’m going to try and find a way back to normal. Time to stop caring about what happens when you press that “publish” button. It’s time to go retro.