“Tadashi is here.” -Baymax to Hiro, in Big Hero 6

Someone had told me once that one day I would stop writing about my brother, that it would end. I didn’t believe it. Judging by the lack of posts over the past year, it might seem that that person was right. I always had it in the back of my head.

My first post detailed what my blog would be about: memories of my brother. I had it all mapped out. Physicists tend to like to think deterministically, or classically (Newtonian). Uncertainty about future events makes us uneasy; we like to be able to predict things, and knowing what the blog would be about made that aspect of writing simpler. No need to have to worry about the focus of the blog, I already determined it. Can’t get any simpler than that, right?

It’s not the first time well laid-out plans went awry. Nor should it be. As time went on, I realized those memories were in the past. And it became more and more unnecessary to dwell there. Maybe that’s why I received the omen above.

While that was becoming clear, something else became clearer as well: if writing was about the past, blogging is about the present.