I stopped writing for three weeks and called it recovery. Maybe it is. After all, you need to recover from a physical workout, so why not take the time to let the mind heal? There were other factors involved, namely the end of semester grading, that kept me away from the page. I’m headed back over the next few days but being away really made some stuff clear. One thing I now know is that writing is my main drug. In the absence of that drug I’ve been finding other indulgences. I’ve cheated on my new eating habits so prolifically that I’m all the way back to 207lbs. I was near 200 before the food rush hit.
Some Thoughts:
- The posts are indeed getting shorter. This is less the sign of an empty mind than a cluttered one. More to come in the near future.
- Last night of binging…