The Temple of Dysonism

Let’s give this old thing a try, shall we?

It really has been a while since I wrote a blog entry. A whole lot of time has passed, and a whole lot of events have occurred. Well… that’s not strictly true. I mean, a few key things have happened but there’s nothing really noteworthy.

I’m not entirely sure what inspired me to write a blog entry tonight. I’ve been sitting here on my computer idly browsing my usual websites when all of a sudden it came to me, for the first time in months - why not write? I mean, heck, writing was what kept me sane during my final months at University. I used this site to write down some of my innermost thoughts, and “sort my life out” as planned on my daily ‘To Do’ lists.

I never worked out why I stopped updating my corner of the internet. A couple of easy, reasonable excuses lie in both Twitter and Facebook, and how easy it is to notify everyone in an instant. Whether it be important or complete tosh, a tweet sent by text must take 20 seconds maximum, and it’s done. And that’s it. You’ve just kept people that care up to date on the sign you’ve just seen that made you laugh on the inside.

But realistically I know that I lost the passion I used to have when writing. I used to be in a situation where I was facing a very real dilemma in my life, to go back on one one of the biggest decisions I’ve made and bail, admit I made a mistake..which is something I can’t do easily. Right now however, I don’t face such issues. I have a job that comfortably takes me through the months, I have a somewhat active social life and heck - I even have a relatively smooth relationship for the first time. Where’s the problem? What exactly do I need to work out?

Whilst I’m on the subject of University, I figure I might as well touch on it now rather than later. I really want to close the book on this and not come back to it here, reason being that recently a few people have asked me whether or not I regret leaving. It’s a strange one, really - on one hand I miss the independence and freedom of being at University. But that’s really all I miss. On the other hand I’m free from the pressures of coursework deadlines and bills to pay and constant money issues. Truth be told, I don’t envy any of my friends at Uni right now. All I’ve heard is negativity as of late, as people struggle to reach deadlines, balance their social lives with the pressure of the work load, get homesick, and in some cases become increasingly depressed. Honestly, does that sound like something I want to deal with right now? So the simple answer to “do I regret leaving” is - no. But there will, of course, always be that little part of me that questions; “What if..”?

But enough about my past. Long term readers will be sick of reading about the issues I wrote about relentlessly for six months. You want original material! Fresh issues, brand spanking new thoughts and rants! And who can blame you?! Right now all I can think about is typing. I keep reading and rereading what I’ve written so far and I’ve not got a clue if it makes any sense, but then again that’s what I’ve always done here.

So let’s jump rather jarringly to something completely different. Or…shall we? Urk. I don’t know what’s just happened but I’ve totally lost my will to write. I was all set to go and furiously typing when all of a sudden I seemed to hit a brick wall. I can’t think what to put next. I’m fairly sure I never had this problem before - what’s changed? Did I just need to get that off of my chest or am I becoming tired? I’m not sure, but unfortunately I’m thinking I should end this entry here. I hope to write more frequently, but I’m not promising anything given my track record. Regardless, I hope you enjoyed my brief interlude. I hope to see you here soon.