This year, I've begun the process of confronting areas of my life where I know I still come up short. "I'm not good at socialization," I say. That isn't precise enough. I'm not good at socialization with large groups of people that I don't know. I found myself saying, "I should at least try."
I have a lot of friends that are too far off to visit often, and for a large portion of my life it was that way with family as well. I have had good and bad experiences trying to keep in touch with people in unique ways, but I want to start a running list of Flavor.
I am establishing a new ongoing type of post--much like Recent Media Consumed--that logs lists of ideas I've had for future reference.
One of the things I initially intended to do on this blog was to explore each thing that bothered me about being on Tumblr, but that I had never said in public because I was too afraid. The more I think about it now, the less important it feels to me.
This is it. The last chapter. I've been waiting for inspiration to hit me for this one because it's too important of a chapter to try to forge ahead without that critical sense of Flow. Now I'm two pages in and drumming up a steady stream of words.