So, I finally had a pang of longing for blogging.
And here I am, to document it, on the blog.
I had two verifiable pangs of longing, really – and neither of them were caused by what I thought would push me to pangs.
I had expected I wouldn’t be able to resist my compulsive urge to hit four blog posts per month. I haven’t missed that mark since I started this little diary, over five years ago now. I just figured eventually I would look at the calendar and say, “Oh, f$#% – what have I been doing all month? I need to reflect, dammit! QUICK! Vomit something onto the internet!”
But nope – I’ve been way too busy to even think about that. No pangs over only posting twice – over that measly little 2 next to August in my widget.
The first actual yearn to return to the blog came two weekends ago, when Trent’s buddy and former bandmate, Justin, got married. I realized I had documented every one of my friends’ weddings since this blog began.
Where would the stories of their weddings go, if there was no blog? Continue reading