Introspective verbiage was more or less the first thing that happened on this blog; however said, I’d be foolhardy to carry over said tradition. Why the late turnabout, though? Two reasons: firstly, as you may or may not have noticed I’ve been away meditating in a cave behind a waterfall recently, and secondly I bothered to do some mugging for the upcoming JLPT, and apparently I was reminded of the traditional Three Days run from Christmas Day to Epiphany. (Far be it for me to go against tradition? Heh.) This year I’ve given up on finding the right ideas for each day of the chime and I’ve resigned on eating my heart out over this semester. This was a mistake from the start: I realise now that inconsistency had plotted my downfall, akin to fitting a square peg into an open annulus . Without it, however, I would have had a good length of last-minutes on my hands.
It seems like I've unwittingly chose pragmatism over sentimentalism. But this brief hiatus I’ve been able to examine the relationship between this blog and the rest of my time. I’ve also decided that running out of ideas is really no impediment to blogging inasmuch as I can always retreat into mundanity. Messages saying ‘Welcome back!’ are welcoming and pleasant, but not necessary – this is potentially much more significant.