Maybe it’s the fact that, as is the cyclical nature of most things in life, I’m at a nadir of my blogging sine wave, that point that I get to every couple of months where it seems like there’s nothing new to write about, nothing interesting to say.
Or maybe, like Jeremy, “I’m just starting to wonder whether the benefits are ‘real’, and whether they balance out the considerable costs.”
Or maybe, as a friend who I wish would start blogging again writes, now that I’m not teaching and seeing kids on a regular basis, the disconnect is making all of my ramblings feel a little less grounded in practice and more based in theory which isn’t nearly as neat and bloggable.
Or maybe it’s my allergies.
Or maybe it’s the 382 other things I have on my list that I’m getting paid to accomplish and that are occupying a large part of my mental space.
Or maybe this is just one of those times when there really isn’t much to write about.
It’s hard blogging these days…