Perusing through Facebook today, like ya do, I came across something really awesome. A quote, from a girlfriends' boyfriend (who happens to be an amazing photographer), that put everything into perspective. Without too much explanation and a list of reasons I have for deleting myself socially from the internet, here's what he said.
"I just don't have the time to be getting older."
-Russell Dryer
I have decided to continue my little break from daily blogging and continue to get my affairs in order. I have big, BIG plans that I need to plan for. I hope you don't mind. I promise to be back with a vengeance... so stay in touch! In the meantime, enjoy some of Russell's work. I often find myself admiring his photography! A unique perspective and quality talent seem to be taken for granted by the ever growing photography fad. He's based out of Atlanta... where the cool kids are.




I'll miss you!!
ReplyDeleteThere's a reason I blog sporadically. Mine isn't a social blog, although I've inadvertently made some blog & twitter friends. My blog is an outlet to share my story, a forum for intentional writing. Intentional writing takes A LOT of time. The majority of my posts are done up in a text document, revised, and edited before they're blogged. Each one takes a minimum of an hour to write, and upwards of four hours once I include hyperlinks.
ReplyDeleteEnjoy real life. :) You have a baby on the way! I mean, the fact you find any time to blog boggles my mind. We'll still be here when you have time.
xoxo
Enjoy life doll - it's what it's for!! You'll be missed :) x
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