I know my blog is not cool.

All the cool blogs give you interesting, informative information, like how to fit more hours in the day or how to increase your productivity 20,000-fold. Or they have nice pictures of stuff. Or they’re funny.

Let me just say right now: I know absolutely nothing. I have no advice to give. I am not efficient, productive, or interesting. I don’t claim to be any kind of authority on anything. And any firm statements made, can easily change. All hissy fits thrown will be meaningless a few minutes later…And often there is no real point to anything blogged here. I’m not sure what my point is this very moment, and maybe that is the point I’m trying to make here anyway.

[official end of post. rambling begins here.] 

Not to say that I’m not trying for anything. I sit here typing with a notebook close by, ready to jot down any sort of glimmer of inspiration, or solid “to do” list. The people I talk to about this seem to have the same thing…the anticipation that something needs to be done, or has to happen. They’re armed with notebooks and organizers, ready to fill with some presently undefined potential… uhm… whatever.  Our hearts are ready to receive this unknown thing.

We’re all in a hurry for something. But after years of dreams shattering, disappointing, you wonder if what you really wanted was good  for you in the first place. Maybe what is to come is what you’ve been waiting for…like a happy surprise ending.

For now it’s an awkward and uncomfortable limbo…So when does my real life begin? Maybe that’s the illusion that needs to be broken through. Well. Who knows. Maybe I should just go and play Animal Crossing now.