Something about the end of the year, y’know? Tying up loose ends, anticipating the new year, thinking about things won, lost, given, received, blah, blah, blah. I’m overdue for the renewal of my commitments (likely not a public post this year, sorry folks), and have decided not to undertake that process until I skim off a bit of angst and anger for recent developments.
I suppose it is something of a marked change that I’m not as willing to blurt and blather about such things as I used to be. Kind of self-preservation and an increasing lack of interest in free fodder for obviously uncaring folks (who, for some odd reason, still stalk this place. meh. go figure.).
Creative urges are damn near dried up and I feel a storm brewing. Going to see if I can channel that energy into more productive things… good ol’ emotional briquettes and the like.
Not real sure what I’m doing whilst everyone else is celebrating the coming holidays. Thinking about that and pondering a road trip.
Not much else, really. Cats are good, work is good, life is good (even if it doesn’t feel that way at the moment).
I think a spot of focused practice is in order. Always seems to help.
Hope you and yours are well.