It is finished. Wait, no . . . it has just begun. Ah, the sweet perfume of ambivalence. Indeed, I have decided to "finish" the mythical search for the right blog host & software. If I remember correctly I'm right back at the place where I started weeks ago. With that little task behind me, it is time to "begin" the effort to maintain an online archive of a few of my thoughts, observations, musings, rants, prayers, pleas, and . . . poetry?
No, probably no poetry. It's just as well. I'm hoping -- yea, praying -- that doing this blog thang will help . . . that is, help me get more out of my head to a place where I can see it, examine it, reflect on it. I'm afraid poetry would be too taxing on this particular brain, at this precise moment in history. Better that I just learn to spill out a few things when they first hit me, or relatively shortly thereafter, and thereby acquire some perspective that will help me comprehend -- inwardly digest -- them. Too lacking in this department for too many moons, methinks.
Oh, and finally, this is certainly and effort to get back to writing, something they always said I was good at. Seems to me that by the time you're 36, like me, you ought to be focusing as much as possible on what you're good at, eh? Eh?
G'night...
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