Gone Fishin’… erm… I mean, Been Fishin’

It’s summer. It’s beautiful. My favorite fruits and vegetables are not only in season they’re at their pinnacle. Not to mention, it’s tormentingly hot and ungodly humid, and to be honest, I rarely go outside except to experience what I deem to be  ”mind-blowingly magnificent southern summer sunsets,” (hey… that is catchy, kind of a tongue-twister, huh?) So why am I not blogging?

I’ve been feeling more than a little guilt over this situation over the past month as I’ve unproductively meandered through the void of “summer-time,” a concept all to fresh and appealing to my college educated but apparently schoolchild-like mind. Heck, I’m required to feel guilty. I have readers,  a fact which I’m grateful for and one that I don’t easily take for granted.

In truth, I often wonder in the echoing halls of my mind if I’m just lazy, if food blogging is just a phase, if I even like to cook anymore. And what about that expensive-ass camera that I’ve grown dangerously attached to? Or the money that I’ve poured into food props, lighting, and ingredients that most college kids only experience when Mom and Dad foot the bill? I shiver to think of the time that I’ve spent and the effort that I’ve expended taking and editing pictures, writing (hopefully) entertaining articles, and daydreaming and conceptualizing dishes, topics, and ideas all in an effort to propel “my blog” further along the path to becoming a “useful and entertaining” vehicle of information in the metaphysical world that is the blogosphere. Surely it hasn’t been for nothing… has it?

Then it hit me. I like to relax. I like to do nothing. I like to kick off my shoes and simply enjoy the experience of living life and all that it has to offer; to take time to restore balance to my life, recharge, and refresh my mind, body, and soul with the hope of returning to reality (whatever that is) with a new and hopefully improved perspective.

And so, two months too late, but better late than never, I’m finally pounding the proverbial rusty nail in the door and proudly declaring to the world that I’m gone fishin.’ And if on the off-chance that you come a knockin’ and I am home, I probably won’t answer. Unless, you come with food. Or beer. Then we’ll talk.

A quote to change your mind to:

“In the 16th Century, Shakespeare said, ” The world is too much with us.” What better way to describe the never ending hustle and bustle of life in the 21st Century. To be busy constantly and to socialize with other people as much as possible is encouraged, expected and easily accomplished in this age of communication. Plans, worries, hopes, and fears fill our minds. Entertainment, telephones, televisions, and computers are always there to take up “empty” time. We are taught from the beginning that idleness is wrong while being alone is boring. In other words, the society is based on continuous planning, productivity and activity. From bright colored-mobiles for the day old infants to senior activities for the dying, no allowance exists for doing nothing.

-Joan Bello

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