I have realised that no matter how much I fret about it, I am never going to be that regular a writer. Life simply isn’t that inspiring all the time. I have realised that I’ll always write in short and intense spans punctured by arbitrary lulls. That is how I have written so far.
Eliminating the sporadic ones, I see that all the posts fall into two bunches marking my most prolific phases. The first two seasons.
This post marks the beginning of the third.