So Anyway....

The phone thing didn't work out for me. No kidding, you say. The down side is that I've been away far longer than I ever dreamed I would be. Can you believe my last post was May 7th? Whoosh! That was time. It flew by.

I didn't realize how important blogging was to me until I stopped. About the middle of May I started to experience the first few symptoms of blogging withdrawl. I started a narrative that continued as I baked, as I bathed, as I drove, as I walked as I shopped, throughout the arrest, and partway through the court proceedings though I stopped during my sentencing. KIDDING!

By June, my talking to myself was such a regular routine that people at work stopped listening to me unless I prefaced my remarks with a proper name; like, "Brian, I told you how much it hurts my feelings when you call me a ranting lunatic."

In July, my emails became longer and longer and far less professional. Like...

"Dear Accounts Payable Person. Thank you for your recent payment on account. The funds have been applied against open invoices and your account is back in balance. Being in balance is important don't you think? It's about sleeping well at night, drawing deep, relaxing breaths that don't get caught in your throat when the phone rings. Don't you think that too many of us live in a state where we are constantly....."

..............you get the idea.

August was a blur and I don't really remember missing blogging during that month. I mean, let's be honest. It was August and, well, there was a deck and a hammock and a stack of great books that needed to be read. The days are long and hot and lazy and my computer was shoved into its case under my bed. August was not a month for blogging.

But now....

school is in, my days are shorter, people at work think I'm a weirdo and I'm now forced to use email templates pre-approved by the boss-man! My ongoing narrative has been muted by the open-mouthed stares of people I encounter during what seems to be every moment of every day, so I need another outlet. A safe and welcoming outlet.

I must blog.

It helps me to digest the world around me. That's right! It's been five months of life-indigestion. I recognize that, to live peacefully in this world, I must take time to mull things over. I recognize that I need to analyze and then over-analyze the things that happen around me. Then, when I've shared my findings, I read the remarks from (mostly) sane visitors that remind me that I am not alone in my awe, in my criticism, in my shock...

in my world.

It's not going to be easy (still no phone line) but I'm going to try and cram blogging into the empty spaces I stumble upon during my week. That might be only one or two but....

for now....

it's a start.

Again.