Sometimes silence is golden.
Sometimes silence is lonely.
Sometimes silence is just an opportunity to catch our breaths.
I've been silent on here for a while. This isn't an apology and I'm not going to offer any excuses.
For me, this blog is at times a diary, a confessional, a scrapbook, a release valve..... It's here for me in a way that I don't have the courage to ask any people in my life to be. It does not judge. It's not too busy. It doesn't care if I call it at 2 in the afternoon or 3 in the morning.
But sometimes I need a break from even the best of listeners, I guess. So I went away...sort of. In some ways I think I was just trying to find cover until the dust had settled.
Back at the beginning of January when I begrudgingly welcomed in the new year, I complained about this sort of cloud that seemed to cover everything from my physical and financial well-being to the sad state of my bedroom and love life. Little did I know that my world was going to be turned upside-down in the month and a half to come. In that time, many people and possessions moved out of my life. Some I chose to discard. Others were things I would have preferred to hang on to.
Either way they are things that the universe knows I no longer need for the future ahead of me.
So I come here now having cleaned out the purse that is my life. There are new people in my life. There is a new list of adventures to keep me busy and interested in life. There is a new future ahead of me. I have no idea what it looks like, but perhaps it's time for me to stop being silent and to start making noise again.