Thursday, December 05, 2013

Going Through the Motions

I don't know what to say, I don't know what to write. Again. I thought this making myself post every day would inspire me, spark some kind of.. can't think of the word, that's how much I can't think of to say stuff what, yeah I did that on purpose, but it's not working.

Strangely enough there was a brief period in late November where I was getting inspired and thinking up stuff late at night that I transcribed in it's watered down poor form for the blog the next day, but after I'd missed a few days but was trying to write every day anyway. Maybe it will come again, but I'd rather it not be so fleeting. Maybe I've just lost it. Maybe I never had it. What is it anyway? Do I even want it whatever it is? Does it even matter? Does anything matter? I'm just rambling for the sake of rambling now, I'll stop.

2 comments:

Ronald said...

Hi! It's me again, the errant blog reader!

I just stroked the cat, "chubbled" his belly, and spoke to him as if he was a retarded baby (as one does). He purred and I smiled. I couldn't help myself. So I guess the cats matter.

Michelle said...

that's good to know, of course, i already knew that, cooley keeps reminding me.. speaking of, where's that kitty?

*looks around*
*goes to chase cat*