I’ve noticed a trend recently and it scares me a little. We all seem to be catching it too. It’s going around like a wildfire, leaving us burned out, blackened, and only charred remains are in the wake of it’s path. Call it apathy, burn-out, lack of interest, or what have you, but it is definitely catching.
It’s a missed post here, no more comments there, and another light grows dim in the encroaching shadows. Dust gathers at the corner, darkness spreads across the main. We struggle to motivate, write, beckon, and share. Sometimes the burden is too much publicity and not feeling safe in a space. Sometimes the burden is too little interaction and feeling lost in the cosmos.
How do we combat the apathy that grows everyday? How do we combat the fatigue of writing day after day? Where do we find the answers in being real? Staying true? Being us?
I’ve always tried to maintain that I write for myself. But that’s horse shit and I know it. I write as a means of reaching out to this big old world, looking for kindred spirits to share my path. The growing silence alarms me, scares me, frightens me; but still I often pause and delete instead of publishing the post or comment of the moment.
I miss the community. I miss the thriving sense of life in and among the blogs. As days sometime turn into weeks between posts, I miss the people behind the words and wish you all well, even if I never find the courage to say so.
I miss you. Every one of you.