They say time flies when you're having fun. It also flies when you're doing stuff that isn't so fun. But it flies faster when you're distracted by everything else, taking you away from what really matters. In my case, there are a few things that have fallen by the wayside, including this blog. Not that this blog is the most important thing in my life; my family is far higher on the list. But I need to get things back on track, and this blog is one of the things that has been derailed.
It's funny...turning 51 a couple of months ago didn't really seem...real. I mean, obviously it happened; I can read a calendar and do basic math, so yeah, I'm 51 years old. To put that in perspective, if I'm scheduled to live for a century, I'm already on the second half of that. If I've got less, then time is winding down. Either way, it's time to take serious stock of where I've been, where I am, and where I'm going.
Where I've been is simple enough; I've talked about that before, and won't go over it again now. Where I am is smack-dab in middle age, looking backward and forward at the same time. Where I am going...well, that's the real question, isn't it? I haven't done much writing whatsoever since moving to Prince Edward Island; I've done farm stuff and work, but not much on the creative side. And that does frustrate me.
This farm is important to our family; it's a chance to start over in a new home, a new way of living, and a new part of the country that I hadn't seen in nearly fifty years (and had no memory of whatsoever). But my writing matters, too. And I've let myself get too distracted by everything under the sun. It's easy to get distracted in today's world; distractions are all over the place, even in your own home. The internet, in particular, is a big distraction. I've toyed with the idea of just canceling it altogether; we've got plenty of entertainment to keep us busy for the rest of our lives if we wanted to, and arguing with strangers on the internet really isn't a productive use of time. In fact, after a discussion with my family tonight, the arguing with strangers is over and done with. I'll lurk about in a few places, but I'm no longer going to be an active, anonymous commenter on political or religious matters.
So, what's next? I want to get back to regular blogging, and especially regular writing. I was working on a pulp short story that I need to get back to, so I'm going to sign off here and revisit that. The Arabian Adventures read-through/review will continue once I get myself back on track. And of course, the farm. Winter is rapidly approaching, and we've got work to do. The skating rink will be back, bigger and better than before.
And if all goes well, the second half will be an improvement over the first.
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