tonight seems as good a

tonight seems as good a time as any to sit and try to think of something to say. The last day or so I’ve felt acutely aware of how menial my blog has been lately. I talk of nothing but trivial moments and events, the very blogstuff I abhor when I’m reading someone else’s blog for the first time. Is it wrong though, for me to never want to read what I am actually producing? What does that say about the two or three people who follow this thing regularly?

I used to say, I have nothing to say, and I am saying it, that is poetry. (or someone else used to say it, and I stole it, no doubt.) Now, I have nothing to say, and I am saying it, that is… I blog it.

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