Going off grid

I may be going off grid for a while. I thought I should tell you and explain why, Loyal Reader, rather than just disappearing.

For many years, if I had nothing particular to think about, other than work, cooking, socialising, or saving the rain forest, I would invariably end up thinking of one of two things: sex, or Project X.

Then one day, circumstances changes and there was no choice but to moth-ball Project X.

Project X is something that I invested a huge amount of time and passion in, and even a significant amount of money, but to quote The Stones, you can’t always get what you want.  So Project X has been gathering dust, both metaphorically and literally, for about 3 years. And with that out of the window, my single default cognitive setting was sex … which is how you and I, Best Beloved, have ended up sharing the same corner of the internet.

Then a couple of weeks ago, as I was besieged by the general crap of normal life, and the spiralling malaise of mundanity, I found myself yearning for change. I didn’t know what it was, but I knew I needed something, and I knew it needed to be big. Through a twist of fate, I was reminded of Project X.

And yes, Project X is back. Not literally, yet, but wheels are in motion. I can’t guarantee Project X will ever realise its full potential, after all it has existed in one form or another for more than a decade. But it promises to give me a degree of purpose that is sorely needed, and it is something I sincerely believe I can achieve. Even in the first few days of giving it some real thought, of starting to put things in place, I have had a greater sense of fulfilment than I have for quite some time.

It’s going to take a shed load of focus and effort, just as sex-blogging has done for nearly two years. And herein lies the rub. As much as I enjoy blogging, at times it has been a bit of an albatross. As those of you who blog regularly will know, it takes a lot of time to write a post that you’re really happy with (I have often found myself posting a blog entry and wondering where the hell the last 4 or 5 hours have gone) and there have been occasions when this has all just got in the way of … well, got in the way of other stuff. Important stuff.

Don’t get me wrong – it’s been fun, not least having y’all along for the ride – and I’m not pulling the plug on my blog completely. But already I am finding that when I’m not cleaning the bathroom or trying to figure out how to fix the worlds socio-economic problems, my mind keeps wandering back to Project X, rather than sex.

To be fair, Project X has the potential to grind me into the ground with frustration but, for the forseeable future at least, I expect it to be where I focus my efforts.

That said, I could well be back next week.

Love to you all, you glorious pervs. Keep fiddling and fucking. And I may “see” you soon … or not.

XXX

AM.