My inspiration and motivation have gone on holiday together and I’m not invited. I feel like I’ve been this way for a long time now, probably because I have! On and off since some time in the middle of January and I can’t believe it’s almost March!
I have thoughts, but they are rarely coherent enough to make a post from, or they would take too much effort or maybe bare just a bit too much soul. Now I’m comparing that to baring too much cleavage or something. I don’t mind sharing, but I don’t want a shockingly low cut blog that distracts readers into trying to spot that bit of metaphorical nipple. Er, I think I took that metaphor a little too far…
This is why it is a bad idea to blog when you’re this tired. I think I’d better stop before it gets too odd! I like odd, but there’s good odd and the kind that makes people back away carefully before they turn and flee screaming.
I want to delete everything I’ve written and start again, but then I’d have that horrible blank page thing again.
Choices, choices… if I delete then who knows if I will write something even worse, or just give up. If I post this crap, well, that is a risk too! I’m not good at choices, not when I’m this tired. I guess I’ll just post it and then I can go to bed🙂
Please feel free to write a random response, the more random the better! It might make me feel better about my bloggy inadequacy if I get some really bizarre random comments😀