The trouble with blogs

The trouble with blogs is that you have to be opinionated.

That is, you have to have opinions. And observations. And comments.

And when you live your life (as I do) in a charming little bubble far removed from current affairs, the news, sport, politics, business and all other Opinionated Sectors, it becomes a bit of a full time job finding all these observations.

And when (to further compound this) you’ve had a year, as I have, full of change: a new city, a new home, a new job (and resigning from a new job), a new book, a new website, a new blog, a new chronic condition, a new hairstyle, finding new observations seems a little too much like hard work.

Sure, they crop up now and again. I steal them from people, I write down tidbits of conversation; I jot down small confessions made unwittingly. I hoard them like a little fat hamster. But now my hoard is empty.

And as I look forward to the next month, full of festivities and parties and fun and an island holiday to Malawi, I don’t think I want to be observing too much. Or, rather, I think I might need to refill my hoard.

So, for now, I’m taking a small hiatus from the leading of the thought (not that I was doing much of that anyway!)

Here’s wishing you all small moments of whimsical observation in every day.