Blogger went offline sometime on Wednesday evening. I know it came back online once that night, but then was gone again for Thursday in its entirety. Now I know my memory sucks now, compared to what it used to be, but I am certain that I had 25 posts for the month of May. I knew that some posts had disappeared, but I only remembered "Inside Looking Out" and "Yummy Things". I knew there was one I was missing, but couldn't for the life of me remember what it was. So a short time ago two posts reappeared.... "Inside Looking Out" and "Yesterday". I also know that someone had posted a comment on the most recent post, but now the comment is gone as well. Funny thing is that I had just replied to that comment when Blogger first went offline and my reply vanished into thin air.
So... I was just checking the drafts and noticed that "Yummy Things" is sitting there. Interesting to note that at the time I wrote it, I considered it rather lacklustre, but had posted it anyways. And... oddly enough the best part of the post, the last paragraph... is now missing from the draft.
I mentioned to someone in an email that not having blogger available was like missing a cushion on a couch. Now that I think about it a bit more, and the post called "Yummy Things" that is now just an incomplete draft, I see how it reflects where I am in my life right now ... at this very moment. Life is an incomplete draft, unfinished, with parts yet unwritten, pages yet to be filled. Somehow last night, finding the link to this, and having it weigh on my mind, I find that it set in stone what I have known all along... but didn't care to address... life is too fleeting, fill those pages now... don't wait for the ink to dry. If something is missing, rewrite it. But can I?