I feel like writing today...I really do. But I fear the content matter might betray the purpose of the blog. Don't get me wrong, I don't feel particularly down. Quite the contrary. I am enjoying my holiday. (I slept in today...like a teenager. I am too embarrassed to even admit what time my eyes opened.) I have visited with some wonderful friends. I have new laminate wood floors upstairs. All in all I have nothing to complain about.
I just have that feeling of paying for over 200 channels and being excited by none of them. You know the one?
That is exactly how I feel this evening.
Therefore, I will be literally, and metaphorically, turning off the boob tube and turning on the music. I am going to crawl out of this bed, get to cleaning and cleansing, and sit in the inquiry of why I expect something else to provide my entertainment?
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