I think I figured out why I'm so tired of writing.
I'm not actually tired of writing-- I'm rarely tired of writing-- but I am tired of writing about myself. I have little to say when I'm happy and even worse things to say when I'm not.
So, long story short, I don't really want to talk about me anymore. At least not in a so in your face sort of way. I'm starting a new project over here. I know, I know, I change houses more than a hermit crab. THAT DOESN'T EVEN MAKE SENSE. See what this blog does to me?
I'd love to see you guys (all five of you) over at the new place. It's been real, All Caps.
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You know you could just start writing about something different on the same blog. One doesn't have to move houses just to do a little redecorating.
ReplyDeleteNope, not the same, Anonymous. Not the same.
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