Amazingly, I have kept the tabs in Firefox with my Tumblr blog and this site open since the last time I wrote. And yet, here it is June 29 and I haven’t written once in 2019. Why? Because I’ve been too busy could easily roll off the tongue, but I’ve learned that we have time for what we Make time for. It’s not that I don’t want to write, because that’s certainly not the case. I think it has more to do with the fact that I have so much going in my life that I am barely staying afloat. Taking time to write here, when I could be spending that time working on my relationship with Her seems… counterproductive, somehow. I know it’s not, though. Writing here has always been and will always be therapeutic for me. It’s the one place I can go and pour my raw soul out and evaluate the way that I feel, somehow, objectively. It’s funny because it’s not objective at all… but it does feel that way nonetheless.

So where did the last 6 months go? Let me tell you: January saw Her turn 30. We threw Her one hell of a 30th birthday party…

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