Day 1 of 10 in the “July ’21” series.
Blogging makes pretty much zero sense right now, as there are more than 372 and half things that would be much more reasonable.
But I cannnnooooot turn off the twang inside of me that misses this space and this routine and the practice of hitting publish.
Not sure who I’m writing to.
Not sure what I’m going to focus on.
But I’m going to do stints at it, so I can get in a grove, dip my toes, enjoy the rhythm, and not feel trapped to a long commitment.
Good Lord knows I’ve committed and cancelled plenty of long-term hopes in the past couple years. Who hasn’t, considering Covid, right?
I’m going to be short and probably therefore somewhat unedited in these next 9 posts. I’m hoping I learn some things as I do so. No offense, but you’re the fly on the wall.
Don’t expect fancy pictures. Or flowery words. But there may be some flowery pictures.