Nothing in particular
Once upon a time I always felt like I had something interesting to say. Is this what happens when you get older? Do you lose your imagination for the day to day? Or is it just that the day to day turns into a umvarying drive? Maybe it's neither. Maybe I'm just having a dull couple of weeks or months.
Whatever, I'm not really interested in complaining about being bored. In reality today was a good day. I got to speak to my mother for a good hour tonight. I love when I have the time to sit and talk to her. It always gives me a little more insight into my own perspectives and viewpoints. So much of me comes from her and it's nice to look into that mirror from time to time.
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