“It is never too late, but it is good to start now.”

Like many things in my life, I have let this space fall by the wayside. Let's face it, I have a list of things that take higher priority than blogging for myself. But like all things, everything that I have every started or committed to takes on a sense of priority that feels like I must attend to it right then and there, and if not, then I have failed.

The above is the beginning of a post I started over two years ago.  If I can even begin to place the time and event of this particular post, I might be able to attribute it to a long weekend, and towards the end of my volleyball season. I also let my blog posting go; there may have been about a three month hiatus since I had last written, and I think I was entering into a phase of serious contemplation, about what my next step in life should be, if there would be a next step, and so on and so forth.

So I guess it is only appropriate that I begin to write again. This has usually been the course of contemplation, reflection, evaluation, and just a place for me to reconsider the many thoughts I think about, tell myself that I need to write down right then and there, only to be side tracked and then to forget those lines and phrases that seemed so poignant, so brilliant, so necessary to write down and write about. Catharsis. I suppose that is what this ultimately becomes, and I do wish that I will be able to finish the blog posts I write, and I also hope that I will be able to write more consistently.  There is a lot that I must edit out, and there are people I wish would read this site, but I suppose it really has become a source of reflection for me. And I hope that given the circumstances, I can really think about and utilize all of these thoughts as a way to reinforce some of my convictions and to inspire further inquiry about the questions and circumstances of my life. So, here goes.