I am the worst blogger ever.

Okay, that’s probably a little over dramatic.

When I set up this blog I decided I wouldn’t have a deadline because I didn’t want to make this blog my whole life, I could post as little or as much as I wanted.  But lately that seems to be running more to the “as little” end of the spectrum.  I go on little writing sprees where I post a lot and then massive dry spells.  The dry spells are usually a result of busyness and feeling like I have nothing to say.

And the truth is… I really don’t have anything important to say.

When I write, I typically write things that I think will amuse others and make them smile.  I try to keep it all so light and fluffy.  I realized a long time ago that not many people actually want to know the deep things inside other people.  I think social media has a lot to do with that.  We all work so hard to put on our best face on the internet.  In fact, so many people put on an even better face on social media than what’s actually going on in reality.  It’s the game, baby, and that’s the way the game is played.  So keeping it skin deep, all nice and pretty in a funny little package… that can be so hard to do sometimes.  Every little cream cheesy thing I think about posting seems so D-U-M-B, dumbah.

Idk when I’ll write again but I want to write more.  I think of things to post all the time.  I might actually set a deadline for myself.  Make this thing a weekly after all, forcing me to write something and post it.  I’ll get back to you on that for sure.

Anyway, I’m gonna peace out.

Have a lovely life.