Protheism has been barren lately. I am probably writing this to myself because I don’t have any narcissistic delusions of a readership audience. I feel no need, nor do I ever care to develop the need, to post-for-the-sake-of-posting. In fact, I post specifically for my own edification, to reserve my thoughts and have a creative outlet whereby I can look at myself some years down the road and say, “I was like that”? Yes, I do anticipate the retrospect shock from the preservation of my pedantic personality ;-} Also, I’ll admit, my memory aptitude seems to be plummeting; so some post are to “back-up” my thoughts. And who am I kidding? I am just opinionated I suppose!
Truthfully, I am not getting tired of blogging at all. There are a million things I want to post about, but getting to posting is the problem. Though blogging brings me joy, it comes after God, family, work, school and reading. School has opened a big can o' whop a** on me lately and I find that even though I have much to say—my mental jive is spread thin, or perhaps there isn’t enough grey custard juice to keep the rapid synapses in my brain firing. Moreover, when I do find a moments passing, I find myself enjoying someone else’s writing. Other people are so much more interesting than I am and periodically, I can scrape just enough time to agitate someone here and there.
I do plan to continue posting, whether or not it will be anything of value is debatable. So, if I am not just a brain in a vat; if there is actually anyone out there and you’re not just an automated virtual personality, this site is far from dead.