What makes a man?

It feels like a time for a change. I confess I do tend to write for myself more than for others, and it alienates people. Most persons who stop by my spaces are friends I know personally, and once in a while the occasional stranger.

I've been wrong in expecting people to read or comment when all I'm doing is writing for myself.

Where I am now in life is a crossroads, and I admit I have not been coping very well. I have gotten self-indulgent and self-pitying. That's not something I am proud of. I haven't thought things through. That's something I really need to be doing.

In a way that's what this space is all about. A new start.