There is always a good reason to avoid writing here. Lately, it’s been because I have too much to say and don’t know where to begin. I was much better at this when I didn’t believe that a good personal blog had to be brutally honest. Nowadays I can’t stand to read whimsy shit, especially my own stuff. If you want to read some refreshing honesty, click here.
I think maybe writing well is like stumbling – moving forward in a less controlled manner with involuntary movement and expression. But I have to be careful not to get too poetic here.
I’ll get to honest in time. I hope to scrape my knees a lot in 2015 and really feel it. And when I’m up maybe I’ll let myself describe the leathery quality of fallen oak leaves or needly frost on bare feet.
So here’s to 2015: A year of honesty and balance.
