It's time to try again. I've said that I know, more than once. With the best intentions. But then... life happens. Deadlines demand, interruptions erupt, delays delay. And a half a year plus goes by as the cobwebs and dust build on something once again left behind.
Time is ticking and I'm getting old. It sucks. Big time. So much so that I often start to wonder how I'll hang in or if I will at all. There'll come a time, I expect, where the effort outweighs the rewards and I'll start wondering what happened, and how I stopped living and started waiting to not.
