Hiatus? Maybe not.

All last week I was planning on taking a break from blogging for at least the first two weeks of February. Blogging has consumed a considerable chunk of my time lately, and I have neglected a few other areas of my life. Also, when I’m feeling down, and troubled, I tend to draw inward. However, I don’t think I’m going to do that this time.

February starts off with a rather painful sixteen-year anniversary for me, and for some reason, I have been taking it harder than usual this time around (at least last week I was). Perhaps it is because this year, I have been dwelling on a convergent anniversary of a different sort. Unfortunately, both anniversaries are much too private to discuss in any detail here (or anywhere else).

For some reason, though, this Monday I didn’t feel depressed. Maybe it was the slightly warmer weather. Maybe it was the fact that my eyes are starting to adjust. Maybe it was a web design mock-up I created that turned out really well. Maybe it was pleasant conversation with a coworker. Or just maybe it was a weekend well-spent wandering and writing in the blogosphere.

In one of my first entries here, I referred to my blog writing as a means of cheap, dubiously effective, self-administered psychotherapy. Now I’m not so sure whether its effectiveness is that dubious.

It has become clear to me that I need my blog—not in the way one would need a cigarette, per se; but in the way one needs to feel oneself wrapped in the arms of a loved one.

During this month, I am going to step down the frequency of my posts so that I can catch up on a few wayward projects, but I promise not to be absent for more than a few days.