I made a promise with myself. When I started this blog.
I made myself promise, that if I find this blog to be too much work, I'd just stop it.
This is supposed to be some sort of sanctuary for me. A literary catharsis of sort.
I write daily for my work. I do freelance writing as well. And if I must write for my release, then it shouldn't be forced, now should it?
I miss writing here. I miss reorganizing my memories of my two kids, the shenanigans they're up to now and then.
Maybe I shouldn't be too averse to work then?