First, a belated Happy Pride, y'all.
It may be the curse of being in language training (ONE of the curses of being in language training?), that I just don't find myself writing here much. There isn't a whole lot to say about studying language: it is hard, testing sucks, hitting walls hurts. Rinse, repeat.
And so I have found myself not writing, even when there were things I could post...as I type I have at least three webpages up on events I should have covered.
So maybe I am bored. Or lazy. Or bored and lazy.
And I think about just not blogging anymore. Not taking the page offline, but just leaving it. So people can use the blogroll or any info they find useful in the blog.
This isn't the first time this has crossed my mind. Nine years is a long time for a blog.
But inevitably, as has happened every. single. time. I have considered quitting, I meet someone for the first time who tells me how helpful the blog was when they joined the service.
And I feel guilty (because I am a former Catholic, and are any Catholics really completely "former"?), and I stay.
And so it happened again this weekend, at Pride.
And so I am back. I am I will try to write more. And I will hope that I have something interesting and useful to say, especially once I get to Kosovo next month.
Or sooner, depending on SCOTUS.