replacethexanax - Nothing, covered up with Nothing...

I could chalk it up to lack of time.  Although this is very close to the truth, it is not the only reason that I have not posted in a while.  I was on a role, on a nice track, things were flowing, and life was good; at least in the blog world.  I was inspired, I was free, I was taken, I was falling back deep into love with this world of unknown, and ridiculous void.  The time spent in between posts was spent pondering about the next thing to share.  I knew that if I grasped too tight it would all go away, I knew it.  I generally have been around myself long enough, to in fact, know myself. Exasperating it is, in my control, it is not.  

I fear that it is somewhat gone for a time.  I am working on trying to get it back, I would love nothing more than to get it back.  It is not known to be where exactly it goes.  Where does it go?  Do I get so caught up with everyday life that I actually forget to take it all in?  Do I let meaningless things block my veiw?  Am I entirely too focused on the big things, that I forget to glance at the small things?  I can't answer any of these questions.

I am fully aware that I am writing about not having anything to write about.  I was hoping that if I just started...if I just opened up a new post and started typing, I would suddenly be inspired.  I was hoping that it would come back, even if just for a fleeting moment; long enough to get something out.  I had hoped.

Make no mistake, just because I continue to go blogless, does not by any means that I am left empty, or without feeling.  It is however, a huge mystery to me how one day I can have it, and the next day it is gone.  

I don't feel the need to write anything more on the subject.  I think my point has been made.