Nothing has changed in my life. The blog isn't being neglected due to a busier schedule, getting a life, or a deeper struggle. It's nothing... nor anything dramatic either. I think I stopped wishing for things a long time ago. I mean... really wishing for things... dreaming of things... wanting things. Maybe I just never did. Things like when you're a kid and you're asked, what do you want to be when you grow up? What do you dream of doing? Where do you picture yourself in twenty years. How about just expecting things of life in general? Getting married, having kids, taking a summer vacation. Things like that. Nope, none of it. And that's kind of sad in a way, but I just never thought about it.
I think I'm going backwards. The only thing is... life doesn't work that way.
I should have taken more than just the two vacations in twenty-two years. I should have taken more time off to enjoy life when I had the money. Woulda, shoulda, coulda... Ain't that the way.
Now? At this point in my life? I'd just settle for taking a mini vacay in Vegas to meet some blogger dude. Maybe I should take up a collection. How sad is that...