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.