For quite a while I seem to have had an excessive awareness of the fragility of life, of mortality creeping into everything. Eventually it stopped me from blogging. I prefer to focus more on the livelier, happier aspects of life, and this pattern of thought, awareness, consciousness – call it what you will, has seeped in, leaving an apparently permanent melancholy. That in turn eats away at normal thoughts and attitude.
All very depressing.
However, somehow tonight it has lifted. Maybe that is because over the weekend I spent some time just wondering where the delight in life seems to have gone. The only conclusion I could reach was that it just takes an effort to undo the melancholic overtone to everything, and to start living again.
So that is what I am doing.
My working life has become rather hectic, so I am sure I won’t be posting here daily, as was my wont.
That decision removed the pressure I was feeling over blogging, and suddenly it is easy to come back.
Funny how the biggest obstacles to most things live inside our minds and not outside of us.