Why yes, I wallow in my own pigsty quite often, thank you

Hello, dear friends.
First of all, my apologies go out to you...for I have been negligent in creating new blog posts for quite some time. It is not because I have had a lack of creativity or inspiration, but merely because I lack the motivation to write them. I also have been working on a book lately and that has eaten up most of the time I would've spent on this blog else wise.
But back to my laziness. It is becoming grossly apparent to me all the day. I do not write posts because I feel as though I would not get anything out of them, and therefore would not be a sufficient use of my time. (this all goes along with the fantastical belief that I spend my time usefully otherwise). I am quite content to lay in my own pigsty - my own little world of selfish aspirations and dreams which are really only the leftovers of reality.
When I get on social websites such as Facebook, Google+, etc. I am only looking, waiting, for someone to interact with me. Waiting for someone to inquire about my life. Waiting for someone to be interested in me, to take time out of their day to converse with me. Me, me, me.
Although I hate to bring it up, Brian Regan's "me monster" is so true of me. It is a hungry monster, eating up any and all love I once had or intended to have towards other people. I am a pig, it's true. As far as I know, pigs are only interested in themselves. What they want (which is really not much to be said for), is the only thing that matters to them.
I am determined to not let my selfishness rule me, by the grace of God. His mercies are new every morning, and His faithfulness is great. My prayer is that by looking into the face of my Savior, all else would fall away, including my selfish pride which I so desperately cling. By looking upward may I forget to look inward.
And may I write a few more posts for the sake of others' benefit while I'm at it.