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Just a few minutes ago I checked in. Not to check my comments, not even with the intent to write an new post but here I am. I was wanting to see if I could hunt down the date of a friend's birthday hoping that I hadn't missed it. But check my comments I did. On my latest post I found an anonymous post wishing that I return and write some more. I don't know what affected me more; the fact that it seemed like such a heart-felt plea or that it came from someone that I didn't know at all. It made me rethink how I've treated this place.

It's been a place where I can deposit my thoughts about the world around me. I built it so that I could talk about anything. It was about as random as I was. I mused about music, movies and strange occurrences that only I might notice. I had to look back at some of the posts to remember some of the things that inspired me to write. There are many good memories in there. But I took it for granted.

I took for granted that there were people that enjoyed reading the things that I wrote. In my defense there wasn't an indication that people read, few comments ever popped up. It was very easy to let it slide until I forgot about it completely. And for that I am sorry.

You there, anonymous. If you are reading this I am writing this for you. Sorry for letting you down. I hope you're reading this and feel good for inspiring someone. I'll do my best for keeping these posts coming on a regular basis. In the mean time just think of me as the Johnathan Franzen of Bloggers. It takes years for new material to come out but man, is it worth the wait.