What do you do when you have nothing to say? Do you still talk or write because you feel like you should?
That’s how I feel this week about blogging. I have nothing for you. Life’s been a little hectic at work, so I’ve been really soaking in the downtime once I get home. Yet here I am, trying to come up with something to talk about. So you get a stream of consciousness, buckle up.
I have other posts planned, but I want to give them the right kind of care and energy that I just don’t have this week.
Let me tell you about my week. Nothing exciting has happened, I’ll start with that. I’ve been apartment hunting with my pal and future roommate Sam, I’ve been doing the whole work thing, and I’ve been trying to find small moments to help me relax. Seriously, I’m normally a tense person, but this week I can feel the extreme weight of my head weighing down on my incredibly tight neck. Part of me feels like a baby learning how to hold its own head up (which PSA I will only hold your child if it’s capable of holding its own head).
Anyway, it’s been a week and life’s been a little hectic, so this is the sorry-excuse-day-late blog post you get this week… and I think this answers how I handle the question from the beginning. I still talk even though I don’t need to, but I’m trying to be consistent, ooookay? (excuses, excuses)
Thanks for reading this nonsense!
P.S. what are people’s thoughts on self deprecating humor? Asking for a friend.