Folks, it has been a considerable amount of time since I have put fingers to keys and tended to my tiny patch of cyberspace. I have been waiting for the right moment to dive back into this blog after the longest hiatus I have taken from it since its inception in 2014, and now seems as good a time as any.

Much of my life is incredibly structured. There is a substantial part of me that relishes rigour and routine, swoons over spreadsheets, fancies fitting every last thing into a clearly and carefully labelled box, and is obsessed with order and organisation. This is the part of me that gets all of the things done.

But there is also an insubstantial part of me, which loves nothing better than immersing myself in ideas and imaginings, adores making something out of nothing, savours stories and fictions of all kinds and favours following meandering thoughts to unanticipated places and taking time to feel and remember and notice…stuff…all the stuff. This is the part of me that is creative, unconfined, and sometimes unconventional — despite (or perhaps because of) the other part of me that gets all of the things done.

So, with those two strange bedfellows in mind, I decided during my break from this blog to take it back to where it began a decade ago — to making this a place where I come to make sense of it all (whatever “it” happens to be on any given day), a space to accommodate the musings of the Daydream Believer (as incongruent and eccentric as they may be).

I’m not planning on trotting out my monthly THREADs any more, or posting with any regularity either. I’m taking this patch of cyberspace back to its roots, which were barely grounded in whim and whimsy back then, and are likely to be just as flimsily planted now. Despite all the gardening imagery I might use when describing this place, it was never intended to be a formally cultivated space. It was meant to be a space where mere wisps of thoughts and imaginings could expand in the ether, and end up wherever their vapourous trails unfurled.

As Rick Rubin says:

No matter what tools you use to create,
the true instrument is you.
And through you,
the universe that surrounds us
all comes into focus.

So, I’m diving back in, folks. If you’ve stuck around since the beginning or just been here for a single post, I thank you — and I invite you to ride the wave with me and find out where we end up next.

Mind yourselves,

BJx