Hiatus

Photographer unknown.  Image title suggests it was taken in Weeki Wachee Springs.  I used this same image on an old blog after "resurfacing" from an especially encumbering time.

Resurface is the word that I seem to turn to most oft when trying to express how busy or burdened I once was.  Able, capable, and confident enough to reconnect, I breach the surface from the turbulence below and breathe in estranged yet rejuvenating air.

I will be terse (and, as a byproduct, extra vague).  Christmas break for me was and is all about restarting—and in many cases, simply starting.  As I had guessed, it has proven difficult to live it out.  In a large sense, I feel that I am on the edge of something huge, something immense.  Something big is coming, but I am frozen.  Is it fear?  Is it stubbornness? Defeated questions arise without cease.  In small senses, starting new habits and actions feel impossible. Inextricably, the very thoughts of doing what I have been wanting to do—what I know that I need to do—or what I have been meaning to do for the longest time—all feel weighed down and unreachable.

And so I have come to a place where it seems like I have been standing on my head all this time.  Maybe, just maybe, I am letting my legs come back down now, rotating my body back to its proper orientation.

For this blog, maybe—just maybe, this means in a small sense that I have plans.  Many things to share have been patiently tapping at the doors of the "publish" button.  In a larger sense, I wish to simply apologize for my hiatus.

Will you join me on this new adventure?

"Take Me Somewhere Nice" by pakpao on deviantart.