Falling behind

I made a lot of promises about blogging more in the New Year, and now it seems I’ve fallen into a slump.

I’m embarrassed.

I’m sorry.

I’m not sure you noticed and maybe I’m making this all the more awkward by confessing.

But confessing is the way I deal with the (mostly needless) guilt I carry.

Last weekend in Wisconsin, I walked up a hill past the place where I had my first real job. I thought about the direction I expected my life to take when I arrived there five years ago. I thought about the unexpected places it has gone instead. I cried from some mixture of pain and relief.

I wondered where I’ll go next.