It has changed the nature of my time, perhaps not so much physically as mentally. And I’m not ashamed to say it’s an adjustment, understanding how much autonomy I had before, how self-governing the minute-to-minute was. And now, how suddenly beholden many moments are – often delightfully so – but beholden nevertheless. And that’s strangely exhilarating even when it’s not terribly fun (scooping poop and so forth).
But it’s not just the time that impacts blogging. It’s the “what do I have to talk about now, then?” Suddenly there doesn't seem to be much else happening. I'm not thinking about half as much (though there's plenty that's occupying happening!) But, I suppose this is when blogging is both interesting and challenging, when there’s no real reason for it and it’s just for its own sake. To give voice to these moments of nothing and the slow-cookingness of life.
This is my 2016 so far.
Some links for your weekend:
- You can judge a cheese by its crust (and 15 other things to know about cheese)
- All Stories Are the Same
- A field guide to identifying what website that headline came from
- Most Anticipated: The Great 2016 Book Preview
- Reflections: the mirrored canoe project
- “Well, that’s the point of being alone—it’s not anything to do with you. It’s about being something in someone else’s life”
- “She had imagined Robert coming home and seeing the ash trees and the blue hills between them and seeing also the broom and the flowering trees.”