At some point in the previous year, I decided rather confidently to stick to the schedule of writing one blog post per day. Not exclusively 7 days a week, but at least 5 to compensate for "other things coming up".
That experiment started of well, and I had a sort of consistency even though I never found a coherent structure of subject. But, the structure and sense of the pursuit was going to reveal itself as I went along.
Unfortunately, I never got far enough. One small hiatus lead to another. A few days turned into weeks turned into months and here we are again, the starting point. But there is no shame in a starting point. All of life is either at the starting point, or at the end. So, with that said, I'm welcoming my starting point. A big empty slate.