I’ve decided I need a topic I can revisit – something that spawns ideas for writing. So I’ve created [Rules to Live By], a list of rules that sound simple enough, but we can all agree that people don’t follow in real life when they should. So call it my part in trying to make the world a better place.
A group of retired Japanese pensioners have volunteered to work on the Fukushima nuclear reactors, saying that they should assume the risk of cancer and death to fix the problem instead of the young. This group didn’t wait around to be asked for their advice – they decided something needed to be done and petitioned the government to put them into play. This sort of thing inspires me, but also saddens me – because I look the current generations in power and those that will soon follow them, and I don’t see the same strength of character.
You know those times that we look back to as our epitome of when we were the happiest? When we were children, or freshly & madly in love? It tends to be the moments where good things just happen to us, as opposed to actively seeking out to do good things. And most of the times, it’s when the weight of the world was ignored. When you’re a kid, you don’t worry about bills, mortgages, saving enough to retire or emergency funds in case something bad happens. When you’re in love, you don’t even think about the little details that slowly creep in.
It’s been a while since I’ve actually written anything that could resemble a blog. The last time I did, I had just gone through a divorce which capped off years of some pretty hellacious mess, and I was understandably in what is commonly known as “a bad place”. After some consideration, I decided to take it down and remove it’s existence. I realize this is a serious no-no in literary fields, but while it’s healthy to unload your soul into art when you’re in pain, sometimes its even more therapeutic to tear it all down once it’s done.
So here I am again… I’ve decided it’s time to start writing again. Okay, to be more honest, people who know me told me I should write, and like all things – when you can’t come up with a decent reason why not to do something, you might as well do it. I won’t promise this time it’ll be all wine and roses. Life is a journey – sometimes it takes you through sunny fields, and sometimes it takes you into dark places. The secret is to keep moving along, and enjoy the ride. Now I’m not going to make any promises for the weekends, but I’ll -try- to write something every day. I most assuredly won’t, but at least I’m honest about the trying 
