Chewed up, but not spit out.

Times have been extremely difficult. Trying to keep up with this blog has really seemed to be at the bottom of my list of priorities. In fact, reading blogs has fallen very far down my list of things to do. I don’t think this is a permanent condition, so I’ll spare you any talk of suspending things.

My activities have really centered on taking care of my family and keeping myself reasonably sane. Winter is coming, and with it those fits of introspection that this particular space was once known for. Right now, I’m focused on my future and what I would like to be when I grow up. One day at a time, it seems like I get a little closer to realizing things that used to be dreams.Hopefully, I’ll be able to write again sometime. I’ve really missed the writing, but feel absolutely tongue-tied by the horrific mess that the world has got itself trapped in. Politics, in particular, bring on a sort of rage that I have not felt since I was teenage. But I didn’t want to rant and rail here—and it really seemed like the only thing I that would come out as writing.

I made some noise a while ago about writing about lighter topics like food and restaurants. That didn’t really materialize, and I apologize for that. For me, topics need to digest for a while and I try not to spew too much ill-considered or unruminated trash. Lately, my thoughts have returned to music and audio gear, so maybe I’ll at least try to write some things about that. But I should know better than to promise, when the playing field changes every few moments with different responsibilities and stresses.

There will be a winter trip this year, which should be really fun. There have been some images building up that may get tossed up here randomly, and I would really like to find my way back to my research. But even that has suffered, as things have twisted and fouled up in my head. But nothing lasts forever, and I hope I can straighten things out soon.