Despite what my private christian education may have taught me, I imagine that darkness first gave birth to sound, not light. The idea of the world beginning with the smallest chirp of a cricket, a crippling blast of thunder, or some form of ancient poetry simply just sounds more romantic than some giant, unseen hand suddenly flipping on the sun. Can you imagine how bright and painful that must have been? No, I’d rather sit in darkness and listen to the crickets.
I will not attempt to make excuses for my absence. I simply had nothing to say. But I’m feeling slightly more vocal now. It could be that I have a birthday coming up soon. It could be that I am (finally) finishing up grad school this semester. Or it could also just be that my web hosting plan auto-renewed last month and the resulting bill reminded me that I still have a blog.
I will be updating my blog roll as well (another finally) and eliminating some of the dead links. It appears that I’m not the only person who fell off the face of the blogosphere.
Hello (again) World.
