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An end

Wednesday 29 January 2001


Ah, hell, how to say this?

After close to three years I'm going to end my journal. No major reason why, but I'm just not finding a need or motivation to write. It's been over three weeks since my last entry and I haven't even sat down to try and write an entry. That tells me something.

And if I do think about it, I just think of myself recyling stuff, using words that are now getting tried, telling the same stories again.

But that's all too negative, you know? What I've done's worth celebrating. It may be ending, but it's of value. It's meant something — to me, and to others. That's something, to say that!

I'm proud of what I've written, and I'll look back over it in years to come with a lot of laughter and joy. And I'll smile reading the entries.

I've met a lot of wonderful people through this journal, people I feel close too. I want to thank them for reading, and, indeed, everyone who's read this journal. It wouldn't have been written without an audience.

I won't close the door entirely. I'd like to think I'll be back doing something. But it won't be this, and it won't be here. I'll leave my notify list open, so if you want to subscribe, if/when I start something else, you'll get to know about it.

Thanks again, it's been wonderful!!!!

Mike - with some tears in his eyes, but a lot more smiles and joy

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