Over the past several years, I have gone through numerous changes in perspective: perspective of myself, of the world, of reality, of what IS.
However, I have not, during that time, registered any thoughts or insights regarding such changes on this blog. In fact, if you scroll down you will find that I have only occasionally posted anything, and when I did it was inevitably a quote or excerpt from elsewhere.
This morning I spent an hour changing the appearance and layout of this blog, as well as it's sister blog (The Day Harry Sued God).
And, having done do, it appears that I have reinvigorated my penchant for expressing in this manner. I don't know whether this is yet another passing fancy, or whether I will find myself sharing my thoughts with you (my imaginary audience) on a regular basis.
But alas, it matters not. And that is one of the realizations of recent years that benefits me often and to no end. It truly matters not, and therefore I am free to choose: shall I, or shall I not?
Perhaps I will write again soon. And perhaps I will not. But it will be my choice either way, and that choice will feel good.
For if anything truly matters, it is that one feel good.
But that is a discussion for another day. Or perhaps later today. Or after I shower.
Au reviour, mon ami.