Been thinking about things lately. Been thinking a lot.
Here's what I've come up with. I know how much I mean to this place. I'm a big fat zero, a basic null space that writes articles periodically. This I understand.
Lately I've been unhappy with myself, a lot more than I feel is healthy and a lot more than I want to endure.
I've noticed that I become more unhappy when I log on to joeuser.com to find that I have not had any replies to any of my articles, and that they tend to basically get ignored. I know I'm not a celebrity on here. I know that I don't command the audience to expect replies. I know that I put into this more than I'm getting out of it. I know that I visit other blogs daily and comment, yet seem to get comments only from good friends and people who probably feel guilty for getting sucked into one of my articles.
So I'm getting out. I know you're heart broken. I know most of you don't even care. That's ok with me too.
This isn't permanent, but for now I think I need to just step back and have a little more time to work on other things.
I'll continue to post chapters of the story, but merely because I don't want to quit on somewhat of a 4 member audience. I will NOT reply, to any praise sent my way, any hateful words, anything. I'm not going to check my points. I'm not going to count replies. In all reality, I'm just going to stop doing what I do on here.
I'm tired of being nobody. So this is my so-long fare-well song. For now, Goodbye.
Beebes