I'm breathing in that fresh, crisp autumn air that has been gone for so long. Waking up early for a hike to the top of a mountain watching as the sun peeks out over the hills is grand. I'm starting to enjoy mornings while holding onto my nights, losing precious hours of sleep. It's an adjustment and my blogging has fallen to the wayside. For no reason at all, besides the fact that I've just had nothing. I hope that this isn't chronic writer's block, like what happened between the years of 2004 to just recently. 2004 - when I moved to Arizona. That's when the life was sucked out of me and with it my writing. Okay, it hasn't been all that bad, but sometimes it feels like it.
I'll try to pull from somewhere deep down or maybe just something that's right in front of me to get out of this rut. Bear with me, will you. In the meantime, while I give you this pathetic excuse of a post, read this because it's just so lovely.