The idea behind this post was to serve purely as a placeholder, but I decided to write something anyway. More substantial writing will live in the articles section. I have gone years without writing. I may have lost some of the creativity I once seemed to have in abundance, but that is fine: it will come back.
Maybe it is routine. Maybe it is work. Or maybe it is simply my state of mind — the one that sometimes behaves like a pendulum. It does not matter much to me how it shows up, because there is a time for everything under the sun.
“Occasionally, I let a teacup fall and break on the floor on purpose. I am not satisfied when it does not put itself back together. Someday, perhaps, that cup will return.”