AWOL and sands through the hour glass.

Life has a way of sneaking up on you. Worse, you don't even know it when it happens.

I've basically been away from FimFic since BronyCon. What have I been doing in all that time, other than racking up north of 5000 ignored entries in my feeds? Enjoying ponies in other forms, a vacation or two, work, and board games. Lots of board games. Seems I'm a bit addicted to them (I highly recommend Power Grid, btw). So, why do you, dear reader, care? I'm nopony. I've got two crappy stories. And I never say anything worth really worth blogging about. I just felt like sharing, that's why. I felt I needed to share that I feel like I've just woken up after almost six months of NOT reading pony stories.

And I have to say, I missed it.

Oh, it was always there. I picked up the occasional new chapter as they trickled in, but I wasn't keeping up with the new stuff. Hell, I didn't even keep up with the new friends I made at BronyCon 2017! (For those of you who were there, thank you for taking the time to make me feel welcome. I snagged one of those 'writer' badge flags after getting encouraged to do so even though I didn't feel I had earned it. I need to work on re-earning that trust.)

So, why did I stay away? Simple, I just ran out of time.

And I find that terrifying. I feel I've finally reached that point in my life where I really and truly do not have enough time to do what I really want. To be able to pursue that which I'm really interested in. There's just too much to do.

We've only got so many seconds in our lives, and for most of it so far, I've always felt that there would be more to come. But of late, I feel that I've crested the hill and it's all a downward spiral from here on. This happens. No, I'm not depressed, or suffering from some dread illness (other than sobriety and a deficiency of rum in my blood-supply). I'm just wracking up time, one day after another and eventually it'll run out. That's just life. So I've decided to try and focus on what I really enjoy. And ponies in word form is part of that.

Maybe this year, I'll get off my out of shape, white ass and write more pony-words. Celestia knows that my Google account has a lot in bits and pieces. If nothing else, I can get back to annoying the real writers with most snarky comments in response to their writings. Maybe even take on another editing job or two. We'll have to see.

Anyway. I need to see what's popped up in my feeds since I've been writing this.