It's never intentional, but every time something major has happened with Ish, I have gotten blogger's block. I don't know what to write.
I am not comfortable writing about his life or his issues, because, well, it's his life and his issues.
But if that's the major thing going on in my life, then what do I blog about? The weather? Mayonnaise? Sometimes, I just don't have the heart. Or energy. Or emotional fortitude to tell a story about something that -- for the time being -- just doesn't matter.
May was a pretty ridiculous month. By the last week, I started to feel some sense of normalcy, even though I was thinking about bigger-picture stuff and travel and life changes and all that. And then WHAM! Just when I thought maybe I was getting a handle on things...
For a whole lot of VERY sudden-but-probably-good reasons, it looks like Ish will be moving. To LA. And if so, sooner than later (like maybe in the next few weeks).
And I have to figure out what to do next.
Again, it's not really for me to discuss, but basically Ish is going there for a cool but indefinite work opportunity. If it works out, he may be there for a long while. If it doesn't -- well, who knows.
In the meantime, I will stay in San Francisco. And we will continue to see each other. And I guess we'll figure something out, one way or another.
It's actually not all bad, it's just a lot to try and process.
More to come. Stay tuned.