Forgetful

The problem with not blogging for several weeks is forgetting that there are things worth blogging about.

I forget that I am learning things, that things are interesting and noteworthy and that I do have some things to share.

Blogging seems to act as an accountability partner for me. She asks me ever so often, "What have you been learning lately?" and lately, I pretend that I didn't hear the question. As my dad would say, me hago la gringa. I clear my throat and I look the other way, hoping that she'll pass me by.

It's so easy to go through my minutes, my days, my weeks-- and soon, my summer-- without stopping and really thinking about what I'm learning... what I have been learning. It's easy to go through the motions day in and day out and simply leave it at that-- going through the motions.

Don't get me wrong, I've thoroughly enjoyed this summer. I've enjoyed day in and day out. But in my quiet times, I've realized that I haven't paused to reflect. My mind is ready to move on to the next thing-- the next assignment to work on, the next quiz to submit, the next meal to make, the next, next, next-- that I hardly notice the now and I scarcely remember the yesterday. 

I miss capturing moments in writing... living life twice so to speak. I love jotting down moments that make me pause or cause me to reflect upon something. I miss taking the time to blog... taking the time to remember that there are things worth writing about.