Writing

It feels good not to need to write but to simply desire to. Near the end of my work life and its deadline stress my blogging was becoming more habitual nuisance and when I stopped I was sure I would never return.

My retirement brought me the time and the interest eventually returned. I still had ideas to express about life and its complexities so why not do so regardless of the interest I might draw. I still don't care about who reads it because it is ostensibly still very much my journal but if someone benefits somehow I see it as a bonus.