Ke Nako

Er, maybe.

God knows. theblagg has been through a few transitions recently, some good some not so much. But we're still here. And maybe we're not leaving the 9 to 5s with the quickness that we see fit yet. And maybe that new follower we got last week doesn't really mean cats are really reading. God knows. And maybe it's not our time to pop off like champagne corks yet. And maybe that time is not to come for a while. God knows. So for now, we take this time to be humble. We take this time to be in the moment. We use this time to be here. Right here because, well, God knows.



Ecclesiastes 3: 1 - 8
A Time for Everything
1 There is a time for everything,
and a season for every activity under heaven:

2 a time to be born and a time to die,
a time to plant and a time to uproot,

3 a time to kill and a time to heal,
a time to tear down and a time to build,

4 a time to weep and a time to laugh,
a time to mourn and a time to dance,

5 a time to scatter stones and a time to gather them,
a time to embrace and a time to refrain,

6 a time to search and a time to give up,
a time to keep and a time to throw away,

7 a time to tear and a time to mend,
a time to be silent and a time to speak,

8 a time to love and a time to hate,
a time for war and a time for peace.

Our time will come. theblagg is the Rolex of blogging, we don't need to tick loudly to be something special.

PS: How hot is that Nixon watch?