I’m taking the next month off from this website.  How is that any different from the last months of ignoring this website you ask?  This month I’m not going to feel guilty about it.  I just can’t write right now and that’s finally okay with me.

For me there’s a delicate balance between being too crazy and too happy to write.  I’ve not mastered that balance lately and when you add in a splash of barely having time to sleep you end up with this place.  I’m taking a month off to figure out what the hell I’m doing here*. 

However, in the spirit of fairness after a month off I’m going to do a month of full throttle.  I’ll be killing myself over NaBloPoMo again.  Thirty straight days of posting… it doesn’t even seem like a good idea right now, I can’t imagine how ugly it’s going to get.  And that’s the point.

Maybe at the end of the next two months I’ll be able to decide whether to kill this site or not.  Leave it to me to find a bipolar approach to dealing with this elephant on my desktop.

*Here meaning more of what I’m doing on this planet.  All I ever do here is babble.  Relax, I’m not having an existential blog crisis.  I’m not that crazy.