muted excitement

17Apr08

For the first time in quite a while I received a notification that a comment had been left on my blog. The excitement was surprising. I experienced a twitter of butterflies as I went to see who had commented - but alas, it was nothing, but spam pertaining to some male enhancement or another. Not what I was hoping for, but I should have known better. If I could only rekindled my relationship with blogging.

What happened? As with most relationships there’s a transition when one member of the relationship changes - the other is left trying to reconnect the dots with their lost companion whether literally or figuratively. I’m presently in the process of doing just that - connecting the dots - but it has proven to be a bit more challenging then when I was in kindergarten. The dots are more complex in form and trying to figure out what connects to what is an exercise in and of itself.

But progress is being made. I’ve realized, which dots are absent. My soul has been craving creativity, which has repeatedly been stifled for one reason or another. Music is back. Hearing a song or artist for the very first time is indescribable. I’m relishing in simple moments. So my relationship with blogging is changing. It’s not solely about the external movements occurring out within society, but rather exploring the internal shifts within myself as I move through that ever present and changing society.

Where do I go from? That’s to be continued…

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