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On hiatus

  • lostpoet144
  • Nov 18
  • 2 min read

The astute amongst you will have seen that I haven’t posted anything in sometime.  Actually, you don’t need to be astute or particularly observant to realize that there has been nothing new for 18 months.  Have I given up on this endeavor?  Have I lost interest?  No, neither. 


Back in the summer of 2024 I undertook something significant.  It was planned, expected and it wasn’t an illness or any sort of medical procedure.  One of the rules here is no personal details, so no specifics.  Let’s just say it was a major change and an improvement in lifestyle.  


I’m not really sure why it has taken me so long to get back to this.  I think I originally saw this as an exercise in self-care and a way of verbalizing thoughts and feelings, probably in the hope that it would be a form of therapy.  The act of verbalizing something, saying it out loud, makes you think more about it and physically hear it.  That can change your perception or interpretation of something, and enable you to glimpse other perspectives.  It is by no means as useful as actual therapy can be for some, but it’s not without its own benefits.  


I have been focused on a lot of other things.  For some months after the summer I was living in a form of limbo.  Now that things are resolved and normalized, I am in a much better position to put energy back towards this.  Do I think this is still needed in the same way as when I first started?  Yes.  Is it still a form of self-therapy and an outlet for thoughts and feelings?  Yes.


  


I’ll raise my glass to you, dear reader, imbibe the smokey nectar of a cheeky tipple, pick up my backpack of thoughts, orient myself back towards the horizon, and be on my way - continuing this voyage of exploration with you.  Let us see where this renewed journey leads. 


 
 
 

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