hot as a sauna
muggy summer air descends
on Manhattan streets
HAIKU
hot as a sauna
muggy summer air descends
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The thing with blogging is, it's a habit. And, like any habit, once you get out, it's hard to get back in.
I say that in light of my light posting this month - four entries in twenty-three days being more than a bit off the daily schedule towards which I shoot. Sure, I could make excuses, blaming moving, furnishing, hosting my visiting brother, starting Long Tail, or any number of other time sinks. But, in truth, the ever-increasing span of non-blogging is simply the effects of return-post dread: with each passing day, I'm increasingly convinced that, whatever I write as my first entry after the long stretch of nothing had better be damn good, had better somehow make up for all the slacking off.
Hence this post, which, obviously, isn't a damn good one, but rather an attempt to wipe the fear-of-return-post-quality slate clean. After all, whatever I write next, it pretty much has to be an improvement.