Emerging from Cave of Silence

Wow, I mysteriously felt severely quiet for a few months there. I suppose I’d allowed myself to get burnt out on the internet over the year preceding my silence. Obviously I shall now have to be more vigilant on avoiding that situation now that I‘ve known such silence.

Silence has an unnerving effect on me. And much to my frustration the quiet feeling even extended to my creativity. It was like being a shell of myself for awhile there. Hopefully it will not take too Herculean an effort to bounce back.

Sorta feels like I’m waking from some strange millennial death sleep. Like I should be in the depths of some magnificent beast of a glowy cave.

Naturally this forced me to re-evaluate the ways I’ve been spending my time, and ways I’d been planning to spend my days. Certain areas of my endeavors now seem unnecessarily cluttered. For a bit now I shall run around my online stuffs with some scissors.

Snip. Snip. Teehee hee.