I Blinked
I deleted all my social media. Is blogging social media? I dunno. I do know I've had a nagging sense to resume journaling. I reread my old posts tonight like some kind of reluctant voyeur. This makes sense since I'm also rather reluctant to write as well. Writing lays it right on out there where you can see yourself and feel really stupid denying what's there or chagrined at acknowledging all the messy parts. There's probably good parts to it as well, but I'm not clear on the metrics for what makes it good. Time has taught me the definition can shift. It's been 10 years since I left a 22 year marriage. I've blinked and now I'm 9 years into my second.