I’m back again for the moment. This is the first day I’ve felt like posting something here in a very long time. Like all the other creative aspects of my life, I find myself losing interest at some point. It’s strange. I start second guessing. Am I putting too much information out here about myself? Where’s the mystery? Does anyone read this stuff anyway? If it becomes work, I immediately put it aside. I truly feel the concept of “internet addiction” is a real one, and I’m in need of an intervention. Besides, I network too damn much on this contraption as it is. Unfortunately, it’s really the only social/travel life I have. I think part of the interest for me is meeting some genuinely wonderful people on an international level. I’m constantly reminded that people are pretty much the same deep down, regardless of geography or culture. That gives me hope and faith to draw on for another day.

Well, I didn’t mean for this to go deep. So much for mystery, eh?

I might post here again. Or not. I might draw again. Or not. I might play piano again. Or not. Where has my interest in these things gone? Ah, THERE lies the mystery.