I don't write often anymore.
It's not for lack of inspiration.
There's SO much to write about! Where to start???
Clearly, we are living through some extremely troubling times especially those of us that are Black or Brown or Other POC.
I know that I'm making moves towards trying to be a better person in general and one of those things is letting go of situations and people that no longer serve me. I've always been a big believer of this since introduced to the concept by a good friend of mine... and the last year has never been a better time for it.
What's also been helpful in that regard is that I have been living in a different state for the past year and I have never felt better.
The first couple of months of transition took a little getting used to, but coming back home from work and leaving the state of NY was always such a huge weight off of my shoulders. The idea of not having to be in NY at all is just such a huge relief right now.
If you're familiar with me on a personal level, you'll know that my relationship with NYC is one of love and hate. And it's completely subjective to ME. Not to be debated.
And when that pandemic really hit its peak for NYC and NJ... I couldn't have been more thankful to be where I was despite being in the epicenter of my own state. It was still a bit more comforting.
Right now, we are seeing the ugliest of this pandemic (so far) with extreme peaks in Florida (not at all surprising being how I saw people carrying on as if a largely deadly virus wasn't attacking and killing so many), California and Texas. Other southern states are seeing some incredibly alarming numbers as well... and then we have the uproar of not wearing masks and protests that have turned into riots due to 45's mishandling of pretty much EVERYTHING by sending out not so secret militant law enforcement to Portland, for instance. But that's a ramble for another blog....
2020 has given me plenty to write about and while writing has been a passion of mine since I was around 10... it's been truly challenging to put together anything worth reading. To me anyway. While I do appreciate my readers, I write for me, not really for anyone else. Not like I'm making anything off of these posts.
Anyway, looking back, I realize that many of my past posts just sound like heartbroken rambles, and honestly, I'm not here for it anymore. If that's not clear by the huge gaps between posts, then I'm not sure how much clearer I can be.
I do have a funny Frog story pending for Friday... I meant to write it months ago, and just lost the urge... so hopefully I'll be able to deliver....
We will just have to wait and see.