It’s day 22 of the rewrites. This one I want to get over with today because I’m reading book. I have no words to explain why that is a reason but that is the reason.
I am not in the mood to delve into further bovine scatology in this post, so this one would go meta. I do not have intrusive thoughts that need dumping, because I had a good sleep.
Since I do not have anything to write about, the easy choice is to write about what I have already written. I try not to read my earlier posts. But before writing this I had to muck around the CMS settings to limit entries displayed in the homepage. So I had time to skim through some of the stuff. What a snoozefest! The use of the word fest around what I wrote even as sarcasm is an insult to the word.
But that’s the point. Normalcy is when nothing interesting happens. This writing exercise is a garbage dump. If there’s something valuable in the trash, why is it there? The purpose is to make space for any runoff process not garbage-collected by the brain. Writing it down kills it.
Timer’s up. Enough for today.
So much for not reading what you wrote, self that’s younger by a couple dozen days.