I seem to have hit a dead patch. Journalling and blogging topics abound, lots of neat things are going on, and the more of them there are, the less desire I have to write about them.
This is probably why so much LJ out there is whiny and depressive. The people with the most time to write are, statistically speaking, the people with the least to write about, so they complain. (So instead of writing something meaningful, I’ll post something in which I take a stab at complaining about people who only post complaints? How’s THAT for lint-filled-navel-gazing?)
Today was a great day.