Ebb Tide

Thursday September 24, 2020

Alas, this is the last entry of this blog. Bear's life will go on. The tides will continue to ebb and flow.

I needed a break. I feel like I lost my mojo. Maybe I am depressed over the pandemic and what feels like the worst year of my life/our lives. I feel like I my life is on hold. Something is holding me back from everything. I feel unmotivated. Unexcited. I am just going through the motions every day; even with the blog. 

I read through a bunch of my old blog entries. There were days when words poured out of me. I am pulling them out of me right now. Hard to be joyful about anything. 

I'll start up again when the spirit moves me. 



the bear

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