Don't Stop Believin'
I was just about to write a post/list when I realized I already did that list about a year ago.
And then it occurred to me that I have nothing left to say. I've been calling it in for at least a week. Sleepblogging, if you will.
There will be fiction here daily and most likely photos and reminders to go visit 100 words. So if that's your kind of thing, you're welcome to stop by. Other than those things, I've got nothing. My lists have run dry. My desire to look up interesting links has waned. And today, as I was driving home from work with the sun roof open and all the windows down and my too-long hair whipping around my face and Journey's "Don't Stop Believing" on the radio, turned up to maximum volume, I knew that I was one "streetlight, people" away from losing my mind.
If and when I find something interesting to blog about, I will. I'm just not going to force myself to do it every day. Too much like work. Too much like making my brain do things it doesn't want to. Not enough like summer.
Journey on the car stereo, cranked up with no sense of shame? That's like summer.