This is absolutely the longest I've gone without writing on here since I started this thing. Almost three months, kids. Yeah, who am I kidding...this blog's relevance is LONG gone. It fulfilled a need during a certain time of my life, and I'm happy for that. I'm also proud of a lot of things I've written here...if I could only find them. OY, the task of sifting through all of these! But it's been almost six years since I began writing here; the first three are probably where I did some of my best writing, and certainly where I did my MOST writing. After Facebook came into the picture in the middle of 2008, though, my productivity level on here steadily declined. This is not me closing the book on this blog; that may come some other time, but not now. I'm just saying that I'm finally OK with not giving a shit about this site anymore...for the time being...in this forum. If I can focus my ADD-riddled brain, I may take the name and concept elsewhere; who knows. But why write where no one is looking? Well, actually, I can certainly still use this as a place where people can view my precious words from the past. ANYWAY...so the title of this post refers to not only it being the first of December, but that I've spied several solitary roses blooming this week. I've seen this other Decembers...always very odd. New life...in the darkest month.
