I’d like to say the reason I haven’t uploaded a video in over a month is because I’ve been deep in creative meditation, wandering the forests of life in search of meaning and better lighting.

Alas no.

The truth is… I’ve been conducting a world-class procrastination workshop, starring me, myself, and whatever drink happened to be in my hand.

It started small. “Maybe I’ll film tomorrow,” I said. Then suddenly tomorrow turned into, “Well, I should really reorganize my socks first.” And then that turned into, “I can’t possibly film until I fix the squeak in the pantry door.”

Do I even have a pantry door?

Doesn’t matter. I looked for one.

One additional week slipped by when I decided I needed to “feel the right vibe.” So naturally, I spent three days choosing a coaster for my cocktail. Important stuff, I dare say.

Yet another week was devoted to sitting in my chair, staring proudly at my camera like I was about to film… any second now… aaaaany second…

I swear the camera nodded at me in disappointment.

Even my to-do list has given up and is now seeking emotional support from other neglected lists. Yet here’s the weird part: despite my gold-medal procrastination performance, a vision started forming.

A whisper.

A spark.

A soft creak in the air as the Ghost of YouTube Past made its way toward me… probably to slap me upside the head and remind me that making content requires, you know, making content.

He hasn’t arrived yet.

But he will.

Eventually.