I'm beginning to think I'm "all blogged out."
I seem to be completely without inspiration to write here. Every time in the past week or so I have begun to write, I can't finish the first sentence. Before that, I've struggled for several weeks. I'm sad that it seems my brain has gone on vacation, because I've enjoyed my contact here, meeting new friends, and expressing myself in a myriad of ways, from thoughtful to bizarre.
It has been five and half years since I began. I've written nearly 2200 posts, and that doesn't count the 150 or so with cartoons that I deleted because of the picture storage. That's a lot of writing! I don't understand this sudden blank slate. And it seems the more I try to figure it out, the blanker the slate seems to be. As a friend used to say, "too much analyzation leads to paralyzation."
This tends to be a difficult time of the year for me with several family deaths, and a number of special pet deaths in past Octobers and Novembers may be a factor. I dislike the commercial aspects of the Christmas season and the frenetic pace society takes on, so I tend to seclude myself. I've been incredibly busy at work and socially recently, and perhaps I'm not giving myself enough "self time." I'm feeling some cut-off from significant people, a indicator of some depression. I don't have "that special person," be it partner or friend, to lean on, to talk with. Who knows. Maybe just a funk. And again, "too much analyzation leads to paralyzation."
I don't know what all this means. I am have another inspired burst and begin writing again soon, or this may simply drift into oblivion.
Wish me luck.