I don't know if any of you have noticed, but I haven't really been making posts for quite a while. And for months, I haven't been making posts of the greatest quality.
What must be done, but with agony, will be done.
Definite hiatus...
Two words I hoped never to write, let alone think of, have now been stitched into the fabric of time. The future for this blog has been affected.
And on behalf of the team that made the decision to go on hiatus (at least until further notice or until I think of something good), I'm gravely sorry. If it were not for my lack of interesting stuff to write about, as well as schoolwork/procrastinations, then the inevitable wouldn't have happened.
But it has. Things are getting somewhat stale, and I don't have it in me to write a post every week because I HAVE to.
It's mutually more enjoyable if it's a post that isn't scraped off the side of my brain (that was a shocking metaphor), and if it isn't one I've had to force myself to write.
Because I read a quote the other day that's since struck a chord: Everything you do is either leading you away from the masses or leading you away with the masses.
And after little deliberation, I decided it's not fun being seperated from the masses, and seperation seems to happen when the posts are forced.
So until I can come up with something that's actually good; no posts shall be made.
If you have any suggestions though, or any comments, they would be appreciated.
(Please don't assume that this is the end of the blog. One day, it'll be back. Until then, here's a poem I found to prove how un-dead it is. But please don't close this page and look out the window at the weather outside and expect to see this blog.)
What must be done, but with agony, will be done.
Definite hiatus...
Two words I hoped never to write, let alone think of, have now been stitched into the fabric of time. The future for this blog has been affected.
And on behalf of the team that made the decision to go on hiatus (at least until further notice or until I think of something good), I'm gravely sorry. If it were not for my lack of interesting stuff to write about, as well as schoolwork/procrastinations, then the inevitable wouldn't have happened.
But it has. Things are getting somewhat stale, and I don't have it in me to write a post every week because I HAVE to.
It's mutually more enjoyable if it's a post that isn't scraped off the side of my brain (that was a shocking metaphor), and if it isn't one I've had to force myself to write.
Because I read a quote the other day that's since struck a chord: Everything you do is either leading you away from the masses or leading you away with the masses.
And after little deliberation, I decided it's not fun being seperated from the masses, and seperation seems to happen when the posts are forced.
So until I can come up with something that's actually good; no posts shall be made.
If you have any suggestions though, or any comments, they would be appreciated.
(Please don't assume that this is the end of the blog. One day, it'll be back. Until then, here's a poem I found to prove how un-dead it is. But please don't close this page and look out the window at the weather outside and expect to see this blog.)
Do not stand at my grave and weep.
I am not there. I do not sleep.
I am a thousand winds that blow.
I am the diamond glints on snow.
I am the sunlight on ripened grain.
I am the gentle autumn rain.
When you awaken in the morning's hush
I am the swift, uplifting rush
Of quiet birds in circled flight.
I am the soft stars that shine at night.
Do not stand at my grave and cry;
I am not there, I did not die.
Well, we're not dead yet. Just on life support.
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