I have not been writing as often as I should like. I have the time, I have the inspiration, but I just cannot find the resolve to put all the emotions into words.
I am considering packing up this blog and leaving this space indefinitely. I started writing here because I wanted to save feelings for posterity. I started writing here because I wanted to exercise being able to make something out of nothing.
The excitement of a blank page has long become lost on me. I still feel the urge to write but to write them here seems irreverent somehow.
There are memories here I would like to keep as they are. There are some people I want to be remembered as I loved them with my entire being. I don’t want those memories to be tainted because I started writing about someone else. I don’t want love to diminish because I decided to love myself more.
Just as people leave spaces, spaces can leave people too. This “space” has long left me when I went on an entirely different path from what these pages spoke of.
Nevertheless, I will still write pages and pages of stories about us.