Still here

Every time I come over here to post something, I freeze up. I even started this post, then changed my mind,

then changed my mind again.

I used to love blogging. What happened?

I'm not quite sure.

My reluctance comes not from one but from fragments of many. A precarious pile of bits balancing like a fragile house of cards.

I'm mostly afraid of my own thoughts. And none to keen to explore them right now when there are bills to pay, children to raise and fleeting life to be somehow be lived.

Maybe someday I can write again.