Nurturing the urge

I haven't felt like blogging in a while.  Months, to be accurate.   It's bothered me, because I've always enjoyed writing and have used it as a theraputic tool for most of my life.  Got a heart/head/bellyache?  Blog about it.  Someone been born/died?  Blog about it.  Someone you love leaving/coming home?  Blog about it.  Got a hangnail?  Blog about it.  Found some gorgeous new sock yarn/found a new sock knitting pattern/finished a sock?  Blog about it - with pictures. You get the picture, I'm sure.

So, this distinct lack of writing urgency has really left me wondering what the fuck happened.  I haven't changed THAT much, I'm still pretty much the same person I used to be, so what the hell happened?

I do not know. 

However, I am feeling like writing again.  It's not much, just a little spark - compared to the raging inferno that was my blogging urge a few months ago - but it's there and I'm doing my best to nurture and feed and it let it grow.  I wrote an article earlier on today, I'm writing this article now and I think I may even have another article in me for later today or tomorrow. 

Times they could be a chaingin', and that makes me happy.