So there I was, offline for weeks.  I kept thinking, "I should really sit down and write, save the text files and upload them later."  Of course, I didn't actually do that.

It seems like a kind of a curse.  I've tried keeping book journals before, but after some short time of writing with them, I always give up.  I figured this time the blog would be easier, since I spend so much time on the internet anyway, but I'm apparently just BAD at keeping a journal.

So every now and again, when the moment strikes me just right, at least I know that I have the option to write it down and save it for another time.