I have nothing to write about. Nothing to say. No great opinion to offer, no insights on the self or myself. I’ve been struggling for a topic all day and come out empty handed. I don’t want to get too personal, you understand. God knows, no one wants to read that. I mean really, I could go on and on about all of my shortcomings and how I do nothing to address them. I won’t, no one needs or wants to hear about that. If you do, well, leave a comment.
There are plenty of things that happened in the greater world this week that I could write on. The farcical inauguration, the astounding Women’s Marches. My Facebook feed and Tumblr dash are full of the atrocities Trump has already committed. Oh and someone punched down a Nazi while they were being interviewed, so that was good too. But what is my voice? What is my two cents worth? Not even that, really, when it comes down to it. And anyway, there are plenty of people out there who are more knowledgeable and can put better words to those things.
I feel that even though I know of things, I don’t know specifics of things, despite all of the information I read. I rarely retain information. I have a terrible memory for specifics, but I can give you a rough idea. If that’s helpful. This goes with conversations too, I really am terrible at remembering what you just said. Maybe in that “working out how to respond before you even know what you’re responding too” way, or maybe I’m disinterested or maybe it’s something else. I tune out. I don’t know. It’s only recently I’ve noticed this to be an issue, although I’m sure I have done it for years. Don’t get me wrong, I care about what you have to say. I’m just not good at remembering specifics of what you said. Having said that, I will remember if you’ve already told me, or there’s been an update and you’re not sure if you’ve told me, so you’re telling me again. But again, just a vague mentioning, no actual specifics. Perhaps it comes from years of tuning out the inane babble of little kids.
Oops. That’s a bit too personal. Also if I’ve ever done that to you, I’m terribly sorry.
I guess the point of this post is to tell you all that nothing has happened and I am unfit to comment on the things that have. More of a diary entry than anything else I suppose. I did commit to Wednesday being Blog Day and so Blog Day it shall be. However boring and drudgy the post may be.
This has been a sub-par post, readers, and I am terribly sorry. Writer’s block is not a good thing to have on designated writing days. Hopefully next time I have something worthy of writing about. Or at least, something that I’m worthy of writing about.
Until next week.