What the heck am I doing here, anyway?
For the longest time, I sort of made my bread-and-butter on this site these longish, pondering deep dives on whatever.
But lately, I just don’t have the stamina or the focus for all that.
Maybe it’s being 40.
Maybe it’s COVID and everything else going on in the world.
Maybe I’ve just gotten lazy.
Whatever the reason, I didn’t have it in me to sit down and write 1000-plus words about whatever, so I haven’t.
But then, my thoughts about myself turn dark. Writing has sort of become a big part of my identity for the last several years, so to not write … well, that’s an issue, right? After all, I still want to write these little blargs. Even if they don’t mean much to anybody outside of my own skull.
So, maybe my long wandering posts aren’t in the cards right now. But could I do two hundred words? Could I dip my toes in a topic instead of cannonballing into the deep end of overthinking? Hammer out a few words instead of over a thousand on whatever’s in my head?
Yeah, maybe I could do that.
So, this is me doing that. This is me putting words one after the other, moving the needle, keeping the momentum going … even if it’s only a teeny tiny bit at a time.
It’s something. And something, most of the time, is better than nothing.
Know what else is better than nothing?