I won’t be writing much through the holidays. It’s not so much by design as because I seem to some sort of total creative block when I am surrounded by family. And this week I will be.
I am sure there is some deep psychological reason for this. I used to fret over it. I worried. I was sure that I was in some deep well of emptiness that I would never return from. You would not believe the reasons I used to attribute to it. Maybe some of them were true. I don’t think about it much anymore.
It just is.
Sometimes that is good enough.
You just live with it. Like you do the weather,
All of which is a roundabout way of saying, I won’t be on much till after the New Year.
May your holiday be blessed,