How can it be - more than 5 months since I last put digits to keys, dear bloggees. For me it's a poignant indication of how, as an adult immersed in the stuff of life, things can just drift off on the tide unless you afford them some focused attention.
In fact it's only because first my friend Melanie and then Matt enquired about my bloglife that I've even ventured back to it. If it hadn't been for their prompting, apilgrim'spostings would have done the virtual equivalent of withering on the vine (becoming corrupted on the web?)
So this time I shall set forth with a more structured approach: once a week (at least), at the weekend, I shall blog my heart out. Because you see, it's not that I've no longer got anything to say (although reading this you may disagree). Since May (last sighting of Kenblog), I've read loads, thought loads, talked loads. I just haven't been blogging about it. Yet I know that the very blog process helps me process what I'm seeing/hearing/thinking, so even if no one bothers to click on my page, I gain anyway.
Sorry about this confessional, it's good for my soul. And I now feel ready to re-blog. See you soon.
