They call August the “ghost month.’ It’s a Chinese tradition thing. Something about the numerology or the feng shui of the month that nobody does work or something like that come August and it has bled through all the industries because of a lot of Chinese and Filipino-Chinese workers, clients, etcetera.
It also seems that August has become my ghost month for blogging. I’ve been very remiss. I’m hoping it’s rock bottom already for me so that I can finally get out of this goo that I’ve found myself in.
Because that’s what it is, really. I feel like I’m trying to move through goo or molasses or some spectral ectoplasm, dealing with the disappointment and the frustration of my current life.
This is not a complaint. This is self-inflicted. I made bad choices and I have to live with them. It’s just hard.
But there are quite a few developments and I know I’m going to be okay. I just have to stomach it, soldier on, and persevere.
More than anything, this is really just an apology for having been so terse here on the blog. I promise to get back on my feet come September. And I’ll be back to posting more often.