Maybe

I wish I could give you a reason why I've been absent here, but there really isn't one. Oh, well, I suppose maybe there are many, but none I feel inclined to share. Sometimes I wish this space was completely anonymous. But it's not.

There are no big bad things going on. Just things. Things I don't want to put out there. Or, more accurately, things I don't want to put out there where people who know me in the real world may see them.

I suppose I could start a new blog, an anonymous one. But I won't. Mostly because I don't feel strongly enough about the unsaid things to do that. Maybe one day I will.

Maybe.

Or maybe one day I'll feel comfortable enough to leave those things here.

Maybe.

Or maybe I'll find other things I need to process and talk about and I'll put those things here.

Maybe.

Or perhaps some new inspiration will have me scurrying back here.

Maybe.

I guess what I'm saying is I think we should all continue to expect this to be a mostly abandoned space.

Maybe.

I feel a little sad about stepping back from this space. But, only a little really. Because, in reality, I stepped back a long time ago. It has been a long, slow weaning process. And, just like when E finally weaned, I have many mixed emotions about it. But the slowness, the gentleness of it, well, it made it easier to be done. For now. Who knows what the future will hold.

So, maybe.


Today's Lesson: Sometimes we lose our voices. It is up to us to find them once more.