I think it's time.
If you've been following me for awhile I'm sure you've noticed I'm not publishing any new material.
I don't have it in me anymore. It's gone. Those days are behind me now.
Some of you might think I'm joking; taking you for a ride.
I've given this too much thought, and I know I'm going to miss it more once I say I'm done, but it needs to be said.
Just wanted to leave a note here and say thanks, for everything.
I'll still be around. Somehow I just got to the point where I just don't feel like doing this anymore. Even the act of writing this is far more difficult than it needs to be. Spent several years working on those fancy pictures. Now I want nothing to do with it.
It's strange. How life is sometimes.
So, I'm happy with how things went. I'm grateful for all the good times we had. And it would be so cool to have that again in my life. I miss it a lot. Yet I'm not conflicted. I know damn well I don't have it in me anymore. It's gone.
I could give several reasons, but I don't want to. Just want to move on.
Someone might come along one day, wondering what I'm up to. This is what I'm up to. I'm writing a note so you know, I'm done.
I thought that would be better than saying nothing at all.
It's not a you thing, it's a me thing, so don't take it personally. This decision is important to me.
Maybe I'll change my mind. I went from never wanting to do this again, to doing this again, just to say I'll no longer be doing this again. So that's odd.
Sitting here thinking: How long can I drag this out?
At first it was going to be a short post, just talking about how I'm not doing this anymore.
Now it's turning into something else. Feels like my mind is opening up or something. Starting to have fun again.
I bet it'll wear off soon. It better wear off soon. I'm supposed to be retired.
Why won't it stop!
Seriously. I'm done. Just needed to mess around one last time.
I hope you're doing well out there, people.
I'll be fine.
Thanks again.
