Over the past months – dare I say year – my blog has always been an avenue for venting. Emotions, feelings, thoughts. Though admittedly there are many things I don’t post about, I always I think have hinted at elements of truths and half truths as I experience them. Those who know me best will read between the lines. Those who know me least … well let them come to their own conclusions.
Been caught up in a maelstrom of emotions – both professional and personal – that seemed unparalleled to previous episodes. There were so many things I could have written about, wanted to write about but of course don’t have the courage to. Blogging has lately it seems been a release from those emotions, of putting them out of my head. Funny how much I can do this in this medium, yet I have never been able to keep a diary. Came to the conclusion that it must be the exhibitionist in me. The thrill of being read perhaps? I wonder.
Things have quieted down, resolved themselves - for the most part - and I am getting back to the normalcy of my routines. Will get back to blogging about life in
A P.S. for my beach partner. Thanks for listening, and most importantly thanks for being there and connecting. Next Sunday we jog!