I was gently reminded today, that I hadn't posted in awhile. Awhile of course being two months. I don't have any really cool or good excuse for this, other then to say, I just didn't feel like it. Not in the, I'm lazy and couldn't think of anything to say, there is always something going on, even as something as inane as which movie sucked more "Bad(der) Santa", or "The Manchurian Candiate" (2004). More it was the didn't feel like it as in I just couldn't write.
My soul was willing, my brain was not. Or is that the reverse?
Basically I had slipped into this visual input/output mode where I couldn't write or express myself in cognitive ways. I could communicate, but I couldn't expound. I could see, taste, and smell, but I couldn't hear or speak right. I gobbled up seasons worth of TV shows for the first time in six months, cause they were short, flashy, and all visual. But I couldn't stand to get through 2 minutes of Cary Grant's "Bringing Up Baby".
My imagination had shut down, and in it's place was this vacant life-vamping thing. I didn't do anything important. I didn't do anything utterly exciting unless it was by accident or outside force. I did work on some sutff around the house, but there was no umph behind it. I had stopped being hyper, and I did not know, or really care why. I wasn't depressed, but I wasn't exuberant either. I was just. Unless you've been there, you wouldn't understand.
Then one day, about a week ago, it snapped. Something, even I don't know what, changed. Maybe it was the walking with 20,000 other people on a hot day, to support a cause that hadn't directly touched my life, but was important. Maybe it was the sudden snap from having trouble sleeping, to getting sleep when I wanted without problem. Or maybe something else entirely.
Whatever it was, the pilot light was lit, and I started thinking again. I started reading all my websites, heck I picked up a book and read it front to back in two days again, and I started communicating. So when I saw a new blog out there that really stoked the fires of creativity I realized, I had forgotten my own creation. Thus I'm writing here again today, and hopefully many days to come.