A Little Rest

I've been a little quiet here lately, I know. Partly it's because I have been busy like one of those ants you see scurrying so fast they can't even move in a straight line. But partly it's also because I'm having a lull in wanting to post. Or all the things I would say are simply very trivial - the same kinds of things that I always say.

It's not that I don't have thoughts anymore; it's just that I never have them in the right way or at the right time to want to post them. And maybe they are private thoughts.

And maybe spring is just a time of shifting, stirring the pot, watching the colors meld and change and alchemize into something entirely new. I don't really know.

It might be that like so many other bloggers, I am getting a little bored by the medium itself, or by the specific parameters of this one (not that I necessarily adhere to much of a theme, but it can still get stale). Or it may be that I am tired of talking here, in this space, in this particular way, and am simply taking the time out to just talk to my friends. I don't know. Again.

Boywich asked me recently if I had decided whether to keep Girlwich up or take it down. And the funny thing is, I hadn't even remembered mentioning that I was considering taking it down. I've been wanting to start some other things - pure photo blogs, or photo projects with small stories attached to them. And to some extent, keeping this one up interferes by taking up the little time I do have to devote to such things.

But I haven't quite decided what to do yet. I know at least one other blogger who's in the same kind of boat at the moment (or a related one; kayaks and canoes, as it were), and that makes me feel better.

It may just be a cycle of nature, to get tired of one's blog in the same way that one gets tired of one's room as a teenager and wants to redecorate.