Real life happens. I have overall tried to keep my blog somewhat independent of what goes on in real life. I have done so for most of the past 3 1/2 years, but I am tired now. My obsession with keeping enough of you visiting is not strong enough to get me writing things of substantial quality.
That's the thing about blogs: they are personal. My blog talks about what I experience as a physician and as a guy who lives in Georgia. I talk about what I feel, think, and what my experiences mean to me. If something hits me during the day, I write about it - even if it is absurd or obtuse. It's my blog and so I can do what I want.
But now life has sucked most of my energy out of me. I am just a guy who happens to be a doctor, and normal guys don't get to pick how things happen. I may be blogging tomorrow, but it may not be for a while - it all depends on what I feel like and what goes on.
A am being cryptic. I am hiding things from you because as all writing does, blogging only puts forth what I want people to see. I will not willingly shame myself or others and so will leave you in the dark. But the goal is not to get sympathy or pats on the back. All I want to do is to simply let you all know that I am normal, and normal isn't always a great thing to be.
You are my friends, so I owe you this explanation.