It’s been a few weeks since I posted. I’ve been painting my nails; in fact, I think they are literally the longest they have ever been, right at the moment. (Usually they grow until one breaks, and I hack them all off. I don’t know why nothing has broken yet. Random chance, perhaps.) But although I have had PWIs to do, I haven’t had anything else to talk about, and I find that just posting pictures of swatches is not really as rewarding as blogging when I feel like I have something to talk about.
It’s not like nothing has been happening. Friends have visited for the first time since very early 2020, work always has something going on, life continues on. It’s just not the sort of thing I’ve been in the habit of talking about on this here blog, or perhaps the spark that makes it fun to write (and, one hopes, to read) has been missing.
I don’t really know, nor do I know what exactly I plan to do about it. Blogging is definitely good for me when I’m in the groove for it. Maybe I’ll just… post about nail polish for a while and see how I feel. Here, have a dump-o-polishes.
More to come, probably, perhaps. It depends apparently, in part, on the muse.