It’s been a relatively long string of time (about a month) since I have put my fingers to the keys on this here blog of mine. I suppose it may be that I have been busy with a variety of things—best called “life”. Work has taken me around the western portion of these United States and when I have been off and at home (and in between the children’s sport events) we have taken to going on drives and visiting the solitude of mountains and other quiet places to run rampant.
I’ve been thinking a lot of many things I could (and perhaps should) write in this space. In fact, all the good ideas flood my brain when I’m traveling down the highway in eighth-over with 80,000 pounds under me. When I can, I’ll jot it down in my Moleskine notebook. Generally, the good ideas are as good as gone when I have a rare moment to tap on this laptop’s keyboard and “write”. A blogger could write a country song about his blog posts (or the absence thereof). I just ramble on about the lack of content or time to create it; it’s the equivalent to the low and lonesome sound of a Carter Family song such as Sinking in the Lonesome Sea.
He bowed his head and down sank he
Farewell, farewell to the Merry Golden Tree
For I’m sinking in the low and lonesome low
For I’m sinking in the lonesome sea