It seems as if I should be posting something and yet…
I can’t think what that would be.
To post requires an ability to feel, create, and act. I just want to be,
I can’t even think what to say right now.
Posting is sharing. I feel sucked up in a vacuum. I am empty.
It’s not that life is dull; far from it; I‘ve recently been to lots of beautiful and exciting places, enjoyed rich experiences and had full responsibilities to live up to. I’ve even managed to paint and sketch a bit and technically that is what this blog is all about so I could post those bits here. But they don’t please me or seem to have any merit or purpose. I’ve written poetry but that isn’t really supposed to go in here unless the poem is connected to a painting.
So what to do?
I guess I’ll just say, “Hi”
Have you ever been this way?