I remember when I used to write, a lot. Then 'the net nanny' got in the way and prevented me publishing my nonsense, not to mind the whole real world publishing deal-i-o that takes up a helluva lotta time even now.
Having said that I miss the old blog, the old writing just for the sake of it. I miss thinking about stuff the way I used to, making time for introspection, thinking about what's going on in the world outside of my head.
So I am going to take it up again.
Except I might take it up again anonymously.
This blog has been great. I've met some wonderful people and it's been a big catalyst for loads of new and exciting things in my life.
The anonymity of the 'early years' is something I miss though.
Maybe I will start a fresh new blog, maybe I'll get over myself and realise no one care what the hell I write be it anonymous or not. Maybe I'll just rekindle my relationship with TP warts and all?
I guess time will tell.