When I started this blog six years ago, I was sort of at a crossroads. I wanted to find myself. I had a dozen ideas about blogs I could write, but every single one was super specific. I felt like I was drawing lines more than I was crossing them. I ultimately decided to create a little space where I could write about whatever I pleased, and thus
If you've been reading awhile, you might be wondering where the hell I've been for the past few months. These days it's an accomplishment to publish one post a week, which is a drastic change from my old ways - a new post going up at 6AM EST every week day.
The truth is that I've been dealing with some really tough stuff, and this blog has undeniably taken a backseat to other commitments. I don't see that changing anytime soon.
blog because I was desperate for a creative outlet, an escape from the doldrums of
9-5 job. But most of all, I started
blog because I wanted to write a book. And for whatever reason, this felt like a really good place to start.
I recently blew out the candles on my 29th birthday cake. I usually treat myself to some lavish gift to celebrate. This year is a little bit different. I've decided to give myself a break. The gift of time.
Lately I've come to the realization that I simply cannot keep up with
commitments (family, friends, work, and otherwise), blog on a regular basis, and finish
book by the time I'm 30, which is something I promised myself (at 25) I would do. So something's gotta give.
It's time to finish the book.
I have immensely enjoyed sharing
life with all of you here for the past six years, and I know I'll continue to. You won't see as much of me here, but I do hope you'll stay tuned.
it's times like these you learn to live again
it's times like these you give and give again
it's times like these you learn to love again
it's times like these time and time again