This Is Me Maria

One might wonder why I bother having a blog when I don’t write much and don’t write much worth reading these days. The answer is that I have been so bogged down by stress over the last couple of years that I can barely form a sentence. Any ounce of quality writing in my system is occasionally squeezed out at work on some web page in need of content.

I really love to write. I have a lot to write about somewhere in my system. I write for my friends every once in awhile. I reach deep inside and pull out a whole bunch of things I didn’t know that I had. My writing seems to warm those few who get to read it on occasion.

Here on this blog, I have a stack of draft posts started on things I want to share with you but I can’t summon the energy to produce and finish quality content.

This week I will be starting visits with a therapist who I hope will be able to help with all of my stress. I have a lot of high level goals looming over my head and a lot of semi permanent life clutter preventing me from traveling a straight path and, causing me a great deal of stress.

Hopefully one day all of this Internet real estate occupation won’t be in vain.