Reflection

I write more in my head than I do here nowadays. It’s been like this for awhile, even with my return. Words look boring and empty to me when I write them here.

So it’s probably about time to move on from this place again. Ive taken my time, written the words. But I don’t feel like I’m gaining the same sort of insight, the same reflections I once did.

Truthfully I’m not sure I ever meant to start writing here again. Perhaps it was out of obligation that I started.

Now I write words to no one except the skeletons in the closet. I can’t settle for anything less than raw honesty and I can’t have that here unfortunately.

I can’t continuously write paragraphs just to delete them and write fluff pieces.