It’s Friday night and I’m home alone (unless you count the 4-legged guy demanding my attention at regular intervals). It’s an odd feeling. An empty house. Nobody needing anything from me. Doesn’t happen all that often. I am trying to convince myself that I am content, but I’m vibrating with untapped energy (despite a visit to the gym on my way home from work). It turns out that I have lost the skill to relax. To sit still. To just be. Thus the creation of this blog and the very first witching hour post. Must do something.
About to open the poll of the night. Still trying to think of a good question.
I would write more but this font is irritating me. Must research how to change it to something less offensive.