Our time has come and gone

Because there never seems to be enough time in a day—or week or month or year or lifetime—I find myself unable to keep up with the online obligations I’ve created for myself.

This has nothing to do with this blog, mind you, but has everything to do with my blogroll.

I’ve whittled it down time and again, yet still I find I push myself to keep up with many that, in truth, remain only because I compel myself to keep up with them.  Just in case.  Or because somehow I think a personal connection exists where nothing of the sort can in truth be found.

So the time has come to do major slicing and dicing.

For you see, Dreamdarkers needs more time, as do End of the Warm Season, Centralia, and the many other novels on my list of “to be written” masterpieces.

The Kids need a great deal more of my time.  Too often these past months have I had to sacrifice our time in order to address other things.  Usually work, yes, but that’s not something I can throw away easily (although I’m certainly trying to get out of there).

Loved ones need me, especially with the family tumor saga continuing as we grow closer to surgery, and with friends languishing on the sidelines with platitudes of sorry for every missed opportunity to visit.

Then there’s my relocation that demands more time if it’s to occur before I die, simple needs of life that go ignored for too long, necessities of survival that always seem less important than something else, and a list of other activities that I never get to.

I’m therefore going through my online activities and making cuts when and where possible.  Expect the blogroll to shrink noticeably as this happens.

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