First off, thank you to everyone who has followed my blog over the last few years, commented, shared and generally supported, even so much as waved an imaginary pompom. Seriously, it’s much appreciated.
The last couple of years have been quite interesting (for reference, see that venerable Chinese curse; ‘may you live in interesting times’) and have smoothed out some of the snarkier edges.
In short, I’ve mellowed somewhat, and in between the bouts of crashing anxiety, I’ve had time to think. Specifically, what I want to ‘do’ with my life. I’ve been quite distracted for a while, and will continue to be for the foreseeable future, but following a near-breakdown last summer, the doldrums of autumn and winter and slow recovery since then, and having read various self-help books and got into CBT and mindfulness – which really does work – I’ve started seeing a future again, and with that comes the question of what do I want from it?
I want to be a poet, an artist, a writer. I’ve started composing poems again, learning to paint (acrylics and mixed media) and thanks to the power of Dr Who, I seem to have rediscovered some of my writing mojo.
I’d also like to reconnect with the world. Where do I start? I’ve only recently started checking Facebook semi-regularly again – apologies for the various birthdays I’ve no doubt missed – and dipping into Twitter.
So many cool people out there that I haven’t seen / been in touch with for a while. How are you all? Look out for some random facebook messages / emails. Or get the jump on me and let me know how you’re doing.
I’ve also decided to update my long-neglected blog, taking it down while I go through posts, keeping probably only a few, and editing some to tone down the snark. I’ll aim to keep the more popular ones and preserve the comments, but given my current technical expertise stretches as far as emails, googling and shooting rival mafia hoodlums with a Dillinger (lvl. 3) tommy gun, I guarantee nothing.
When it comes back, I’ll be aiming to make it more poetry-centric, with more poems, on any topic, though deafness, the experience of being a carer, anxiety, Dr Who and cats will probably feature prominently.
Thanks again to all the pompom wavers, may your days be drama-less, stress-free and full of creativity.