255 weeks. 58 months. 4 years closer to 5. It’s not the longest pause without a post on this here site. I certainly would not have guessed back then that I would go this long between posts again. But hey, people are bad at estimating. So why today? Why sit down and tap some keys into words and thoughts?
There’s nothing special about today. It’s just another Monday. I did just pay the hosting last week so the site is renewed for another year. But I’ve done that every year for the last four years without posting. I don’t even really feel like I have an aim for this post.
I guess sometimes you just have to scream into the void as an act of existence. Drag your feet to make a line in the sand and watch the waves erase it. Make some little marks to remind myself, “I was here.” Does everything — every little blog post — have to have meaning? Maybe, maybe not. Maybe just breaking the streak and resetting the counter is enough.