Life's a journey, not a destination

So much for my plan to update my blog regularly, eh?

There. That's my apology. Moving on.

I've decided to take a new approach to the whole blog thing: I will write a post every single week. Now, in the beginning, this may mean that some of the postings suck. I mean, you can't force creativity, but you can bloody well try. But I have faith that I will get through this initial crapfest and start producing quality crap once again.

You see, life has thrown a few curveballs at me recently, so I've been in adjustment mode. As to be expected, with adjustment (and acceptance) comes reflection: what am I doing, where do I want to be, and how in the name of everything that is holy do I get there???

Well, as for what I'm doing, that's kind of easy to answer: nothing. And, honestly, I'm rather enjoying doing nothing for a change. Yeah, I'll say it. I'm a lazy bum, and I like it.

Now, where do I want to be? Ahhh, excellent question. I want to be somewhere that makes me as happy as I am right now doing nothing. Sounds like a contradiction of sorts, no? Well, it isn't, when you think about it. If you're as happy doing something as you are when you are your most relaxed, that's a pretty good indication you're doing the right thing.

So how do I get there? That one, I don't really know the answer to yet. But I'm working on it. And kind of enjoying the journey, actually. It surprises me, and scares me, and excites me, and terrifies me, and a whole other range of emotions that I can't even begin to nail down yet.

I'll get there somehow...wherever "there" is.