I hate blog posts that apologize for unexplained silences.
I’m not going to apologize for trying to juggle without dropping any balls. For working too much and forgetting what it feels like to play. For baking strawberry cake and not posting the recipe. For reading things and not writing about them. For spending a day at the beach and not sharing a single photo of sand and sunburns. For eating ice cream without crowdsourcing my flavour selection. For wondering if anyone but bloggers even read blogs anymore. For being underwhelmed, uninspired, and spiritually exhausted in the most relaxed way. For living the stuff of life without turning it into content.
Sometimes you just need to start, again, where you are, and where I am is here.
Songs in the key of summer break:
Thank you for reading. I write this blog for you.