Well smack my ass and call me Slacker! I nearly forgot I had a blog. Actually. I’m fibbing. I did remember I had a blog. In fact, I missed This Little Blog dearly. But I just couldn’t bring myself to sit down and write.
Even though I had tons to say.
Even though I missed writing with all of my heart.
Even though I had been running and riding my legs off.
Even though I jotted thoughts down, in the hopes of circling back are writing something hi-larious about running or lobster rolls or Drunk Otis or Life According to Colby…
And yet, I couldn’t do it. I just couldn’t.
Because I was disgusted.
Because I was sad.
Because I was overwhelmed.
Because I was enraged.
Because I had had it up to HERE with social media, current events, comments, lies, opinions, points of view, the election, and the goddamn Know It All’s who are The Authority on Everything. And by Everything, I mean everything from gorillas, to gators, to behavior, to child rearing, to religion, to immigrants, to race relations, to police, to foreign policy, the Election, Brangelina and any other topic that happens to be trending.
Who knew Everyone Knew Everything?
Everybody except Me, apparently.
Current events have been OFF THE RAILS enough without the torrent of hateful commentary that swims along in a sea of lies and untruths following each and every single unprecedented event as of late. Integrity may be dead. Or, minimally it’s being held hostage somewhere. I can’t wait until it returns. Hatred is oooozing from every outlet, hiding behind the din of a computer screen. I can’t. I couldn’t.
Come on, People. We can do better. In every damn area.
I write a silly little irreverent blog, peppered with profanities, delicious IPAs and running. It’s filled with My Point of View. And over the past few months I felt like all I was getting was POINT OF VIEW. I was sick of it. It was from EVERYWHERE. And it was LOUD. Which is funny because I’m loud. I live loud. But there are times when even a Running Megaphone with a Ponytail needs a little quiet. Needs to try and make sense of a senseless time. Needs to clear their head.
Thank god for running.
Have you been rendered speechless lately? Have you reached your social media saturation point? Have you unplugged this summer?