Every day, when I open my browser, my blog is looking back at me. I put it there to remind me to write. And most days, lately, I just stare back at my blog, not knowing if I have anything of value to write.
Between being busy with different activities, enjoying time with family and friends, and renovating our house, I don't feel like I have time to write, most days.
Our funny stories happen, pass us by, and go unrecorded.
Any spiritual insight that I'm able to glean from reading or discussing goes undocumented because I just don't take the time to flesh out my thoughts on the computer. (But remind me sometime to tell you about our "costumes"... That's something to chew on.)
And, truth be told, I'm wrestling with a few different things. I usually feel fairly put together, even when I'm bumbling around like a goofy-faced ignoramus. But not right now. I would really like to have a waffle-brain. To compartmentalize everything that's swimming around up here. Instead I just have a jumbled mess of material that tangles into the next thought and I can't always make sense of it.
That's it. Nothing clever to wrap it up. I'll weed out the junk and come back when there's something interesting to share.