It's not you.
I know, you've heard it all before, from a thousand writers over your years of experience, but, really. It's me. I am just in a place in my life right now where I need to put me first. I think you deserve better. I don't have the time to devote to your care and upkeep. I have a million things to say, but whenever I face you, my mind falls blank, and I cannot type.
Please don't be offended, blog. I still love you, and I will always be your friend. I just need some time to myself right now.