The Cure for What Ails Me

Hello Digital World. Here I am again.

I've decided, in what is probably an irrational attempt at rationality, to start blogging at least once a day for one month. My hope is to take writer's block on a permanent vacation, and turn it in to a dirt-napper. My initial reasons for blogging haven't changed much since my first post last year; however, I have learned some new things about myself.

First, I'm a procrastinator (okay, that's not really new, per se). So much so, in fact, when I was very young I learned the definition of the Latin word 'cras'. I became utterly in love with the word and the way it flowed like fine silk from my childish lips. Cras...cras..cras... Tomorrow, indeed. Procrastinate became the first twenty-five cent word that adorned my lips. I was, and always will be, a procrastinator in the definitive sense.

Second, because I am exceptional at putting things off, I have tried journal/diary writing at various times during my life. The first time I began a diary, I had to be roughly five or six years old. The last time I put my hand to a diary was last month. No matter what I do, I just can't seem to scribe consistently. Maybe, thought I, something digital would help. Only time will tell.

Third, I suffer miserably from a decade (or more) long oppressive case of writer's block (again, no surprise here). Based upon the way I have calculated these figures, I've simply lost my damned touch (or interest, which I do not think is the case here) as a result of NOT writing regularly. If you practice a skill, you become better at it, right? That is the plan here.

Honestly, none of these 'new' things were a surprise to me; however, for some reason, the reality of these facts astonished me and left me awestruck. I suppose the first step to recovery is admitting the addictive behavior or actualizing the problem. So I did, and so shall I write.