When I started blogging, I set a goal to post every Monday, and yesterday that didn’t happen. Sadly, it wasn’t because I couldn’t have. It was because I went to Mexican
And then I came home and read The Week, and stared at my computer screen in sorta a foggy, unenthusiastic way and wished I could go to bed. And then I went to bed.
For me, the most difficult part of blogging is not actually writing the post. It is the pawing through the foggy plethora of ideas floating around in my head and Deciding What to Write About.
For everything in life, this is how it is for me. I can do things just fine when I get started, but first I spend a ton of time thinking and rethinking, putting forth possible ending scenarios and contrasting them with other possible ending scenarios.
I read once that there are two kinds of people who have trouble making decisions. One, those who are just lazy and don’t want to commit. Two, those who are searching for the Perfect decision.
That would be me.
And that is all I have to say about that.