Balancing life is hard.
I know I keep posting these non-writing, short pieces about
taking time to enjoy life, to invest in it, to create art, but there seems to
be a recurring pair of themes I discover in my everyday activities: life is the busiest art. And sometimes change is okay.
These two things are with me each day, as I create art in
various forms (most recently, in the form of mathematical proofs) and as I
ponder the fact that I haven’t posted in two weeks now on this blog.
I’m sorry.
Yet… I’m not. Life has changed. A few months ago, I would
have been horrified at the idea of not posting at least once a week.
Life changes.
To be totally honest, I’m considering taking an extended
break from blogging.
I’ve run dry.
In fact, while sitting here thinking “what should I blog
about”, I came up blank. Sure, there’s all sorts of areas of writing that I could write about, but… I don’t feel any
of them right now. I don’t… care. Right now.
That sounds awful, but it’s the most honest truth I can give
you.
So I’m going to do it.
I’m not ending
this blog. I’ll try to post every once in a while as I step away, but it won’t
be every week. I’m anticipating the break lasting until December or so. Three
months.
That’s not lot.
Three months is the blink of an eye in the scope of
eternity.
I can take three months. You can take three months.
Life is something to be lived. Explored. Seen, felt,
touched, heard, tasted.
Find a story.
Your own story, someone else’s. A real story, a fictional
story, a story of hopes or fears or dreams or dangers or life or death or
victory or defeat.
Find a story.
I’m out to find several. I want to find my own story, the
stories of my friends, and the stories of the art I want to tell.
Perhaps my story will cross paths with this place again.
Perhaps not.
I… suppose I should apologize for those who were looking
forward to the next writing tip I had for them. I guess… patience is my next
tip.
Be patient as you find your story. But never stop looking.
