Nothing to scribble
I picked up my laptop
following the thought of let's write a blog. Nothing followed that thought as
I began to type because I really do not know what to write about. The many
thoughts coursing through my mind do not present the fulcrum on which to lever
a useful writeup without it ending up as banal.
Yet, this is how blogs
have started off at the instigation of a whim, the fear of repeating myself for the umpteenth time or the concern that my contribution to a topic is not original,
but follows the crowds of opinion like a mob in a stampede running relentlessly
in the direction of a cliff to fall headlong to their deaths.
Waiting to exhale
What gives is this, I
am in a waiting game, listening for a starting gun, whilst the starting blocks are
being picked up by someone else who needs to deliver them to the track.
Meanwhile, I need to occupy my time earning a crust on the avoidance of
twiddling thumbs.
Having written this
much without an idea of what to write about, I have if you would agree
completed a blog about nothing whilst revealing what it takes to put words down
and not get too anxious or stressed about the result. As I am not being paid to
blog and it would be published where I have full control, being under no pressure
to deliver is a blessing in disguise.
Eventually, there
might be an inspiration for another blog, but this one is done.
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