I've been less than vigilant about email correspondence of late, and a good friend with whom I got back in touch observed that since I left Facebook it's impossible to know whether I'm busy or dead, and that in this case it seems to have been 50/50. Today was the last day of the academic semester, and some other cold virus found and attacked me just as I was getting over the previous one. But here I am. An enlightening revelation came to me on another blog that the average lifespan of a blog is 36 months, which is about where I happen to be with this right now. I quote:
They've run out of most everything they have to say, and it seems less and less important to write out another five hundred words to say it all over again. The stretches between postings get longer and longer. The posts get shorter and start to feature more pictures than words. Eventually, a blogger realizes its been four months since their last post. Some recognize the coming truth and quit. Others write a few "I'm back!" posts before realizing that no, they're really not.
This really hit home for me. I still have to post something every once in a while, because it's part of my job, but the less I'm hounded about not doing so the less often that is likely to be, and at the same time, I do feel I've said everything I could. So it wouldn't be perfectly accurate to say this blog is dead, but perhaps we could admit that for the time being, it's fallen and can't get up.