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.


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*