Hibernation

It has been ages since I have sat down to actually write something of note (not that this is of note, but it's of...Something). I tried to practice for NAWRIMO by creating a blog of character sketches. It was really interesting...until I stopped writing. I tried to do something in opposition to Prop 8 called appropriately entitledRainbow Flu (I deemed Fag 'Fluenza was too offensive) but the color drained out of that idea when someone came up with (a much better) Call in Gay for a Day. So I quit writing. I look to Ronckytonk for inspiration, hoping one day to be the writer she already is. Also, I want to be famous. I want my writing to be viral, to spread my words like (manure) an infection. I guess for that to happen, I have to snap out of this funk that I'm in and actually WRITE something. I talked to Ronckytonk yesterday as she accompanied me on a trek to Northgate Mall (aka Cesspit of the Lowest Pit of Hell). We sat at Panera, making our corny jokes and laughing at absolutely nothing and having a FABULOUS time. She asked me if I had written anything on my blog as of late. I sadly said no. She said that she was also in a funk, a hibernation if you will. This city is starting to drain us. And that's scary. I understand Roncky, she has been away for so long. I only left for two years, two short (yet long) years and I've changed enough not to have a place here anymore. The kicker? My family. It feels good to be surrounded by them again. To laugh with my Mom, to conversate with my Dad, tease with my sister and just play with my dogs. My time in NYC allowed me to grow up but I felt so isolated and alone. People find it hard to believe that such a big city could be so solitary but it is. Cincinnati may be boring but it still holds a lot of love for me. But, I think, I might have to leave it.
My work leaves me wanting..., bored enough to try to teach myself Spanish, knitting, piano and cooking. It has also left me broke. My love life is still my love life minus the love (and the life). So where does that leave me? Sitting on my bed, writing my first blog in months and trying to start the new year in the direction I need to be going....forward....

j.