I’m on Holiday, in Israel, via Switzerland…
Not too shabby if I may say so myself, but makes me feel obligated to write a blogpost about all the wonderful things I see and the wonderful people I encounter.
However, I don’t think words can do justice to how welcome I feel here, how much I enjoy the scenery, the depth of my happiness about the weather, or any of the other (all very warm) feelings I have. I want to convey them to you all, but doing so feels like a letdown to the experience itself.
Yet here I am, typing how I can’t type what I want to say, as there just aren’t words, because I feel obligated to try. I wonder why I feel obligated, it’s not like anyone is going to get mad at me for not making them jealous ;-)
Even more so, I wonder when blogging went from my daily outlet of my ever wandering mind, to a rare thing, and then into an obligation.
I used to love blogging, I used it as a tool to clear my head, as a sounding board, and as a diary, to keep track of what I had been up to so-and-so long ago. I still love reading my old posts, but the creativity to write is just missing.
I miss it though.
Maybe I should try applying myself again, say on a biweekly basis, to see if I can get back into the habit ;-)
Oh well, maybe when I go home ;-)
Now I’ll just get up and enjoy the rest of my fabulous holiday! :-)