The Hēathernet Why should the professionals get to do all the talking?

Strong silent stones and distant lonely stars

In the last week I've had a difficult time sitting down to write. I've been tasked with a lot of performance managing at work and I come home tired and broken from being yelled and sworn at. Then I turned 29 on Saturday. Then on Sunday an Oswego friend that I've let grow distant passed away.

I type up my thoughts but they all seem so selfish.

I just know I am not good in maintaining connections. I abhor Facebook. I can't use a phone. I never travel and I never plan.

I owed my friend better. I owe you all better.

That's actually a part of the reason The Heathernet came back online. To make myself more comfortable with sharing my life and feelings again.

If I can find the words to tell these stories, if I can gain the perspective to honor these memories, I promise I will.