A New Year, a New Blog...Well, Really Only a New Post, But it's Been so Long the Whole Thing Feels Brand New.

This is the end of the first day of the new year, and I thought if I was actually going to restart writing this blog than it was today or never. And it looks like it was today. Hopefully today's written proclamation of intent to write will be followed by more writing tomorrow or the next day and so on and so forth throughout the new year.

If you were excited about the new year before, now you must be ecstatic. I know I am.

So Much is Lamenting

If you've noticed a lack of posts (read any) since that very first night - which if you have been checking even once a week you would have - lamenting is largely to blame. Not that I was lying when I said I was in a happier place than before, that happy place is simply becoming a thinner area spread out between then and now. Lamenting seems to get mixed up into everything I experience like sand - I find it in the randomest places, at the strangest times, and more than I would like in the rough - without even looking for it.

And since no one, myself included, wants to read about lamenting, unless it's funny, which I can do, just not when the truth outweighs the laugh, I am picking and choosing to write only about things that I think matter or are uplifting or edifying, or along those lines. In other words, things that inspire me, that I think are worthwhile, that spark my imagination. Things that may help to wash away some of that sand.

Which is why later on I may post some of my poems from college. You know, to beef up readership. I hear poems really do that for blogs. At least that's what myself told me.

Watch Out For that First Profile; It's a Doozy

If you happen to find this blog, or know me and find this blog, which I may have told you about because I tend to be excited about writing in general, you may notice my profile as being a bit heavy. When we first started up the other blog (which was my first, though it was not my creation) I was pretty intense about the future and the current state of my state in life and whatnot.

Which is not to say that I am not still that way, but my disposition as of late has been more positive.

What a long explanation for something that barely warrants a sentence.

But I may post the few "heavy" blogs I wrote for that other blog here anyway, because I still enjoy them...and I think about five people read them.

I Have No Idea What I'm Doing...

Except that I know I'm doing it on the spur of the moment. I found out a friend had a blog, so I went to check an old, but not ancient, blog a friend from film school had started up for herself and a few of her friends (myself included) and it seemed that Blogger had booted us off.

And so I find myself here, creating my own blog, and boring my own self, and anyone who happens to read this.

How anyone would know this blog even exists unless I tell them, is beyond me though.

And who knows how often I will even blog? Things done on the spur of the moment don't often become routine, unless it involves a one-night stand that leads to the birth of a child, in which case you must be a stand up (as in honorable, of course) guy, or else the spur of the moment act does not become routine - unless the one-night stands become consistent, therefore shifting them from spur of the moment to routine.

And this has gone on much longer than I already planned. But at least it leaves us all with something to think about...which is,

"Why does Tim (when I think about something I do it in the third person) have a blog?"