(Even When I Don't Have to Work on Monday) I Still Hate Sunday Evenings

 This has been a fun experiment, I guess - seeing how well I could stick to writing daily in a blog hardly seen. Been nearly three months now, which is pretty good for me. These kinds of experiments usually last me about two weeks. But there's hardly a reader and often even less of a point. Just because I'm writing doesn't really mean I'm creating anything. (And creation is my favorite part of writing). 

Like many of the things that can be found around the house, I'm feeling like this is just taking up space. And it certainly takes up time. Honestly, there was no reason to start doing this other than to see if I could keep with it. And in that sense, I'd say I have. But now that I know I can do something as asinine as this, why am I not putting that energy somewhere better suited?

That's not to say I should never write in this thing, but that this really should just be life updates and maybe the occasional random thought to expound upon.  

Song of the Day