Behind

I hate falling behind in my writing. I don't like when I'm so overwhelmed with work and life and stuff and crap and minutiae of stupid things placed on my to-do list then forgotten or made unimportant by time.

It's worse when I have all the posts written, because I'm writing, and don't have the five minutes to post them. Or need the images to go with them, and those are so much more cumbersome to upload and post and integrate.

Piled onto all of this are some thankfully life-changing events, some changes that needed to happen. Some of them are frightening, some are happy, and some are just late.

And then, there are the websites I've happened along, and started reading much more than I should be.

Take, for example, Deeply Shallow. I've been reading about Jason's life in Southern California for the last few months, but somehow, hell if I know how, his life dovetailed into a parallel place, and I ended up starting at the beginning (of the current phase of his life, anyway). It's interesting to learn, once again, incredible details of someone's life, told in an interesting, passionate and, well, painfully real way. I wonder if people reading here think of me the way I think of Jason. He's much more open about his stories than I am, though, eh, that should change soon.

We'll see. This would be entertaining, if I weren't so distracted and not posting regularly. Well, for the anonymous reader, anyway.