I’ve started my N post twice and both times I was less than impressed with the product. Apparently today is one of those days I have nothing useful to say. I could bore everyone with talk of my day, the changes I’m trying to make in my life, but it all seems blah to me. If it’s blah to me, I can only imagine the numb minds I would create by putting those thoughts on paper.
I read witty, thoughtful posts from other bloggers and I have to admit that there are times it makes me feel inadequate. I read Colby’s blog and laugh my butt off. I read my dad’s blog and I’m awed at how similar yet different we are, how different the topics of our blogs are. I read Jenn’s blog and sometimes learn new tidbits, other times I get a touch of reassurance on being a mom. Every day, I’m finding new blogs that I want to stalk for various reasons. In comparison, I feel like my writing is dry, disjointed drivel. Today is a day that I feel like that.
Tomorrow, I’m going to try something new. I’m going to try blogging while I enjoy my morning coffee, when I’m refreshed. There has to be a key to finding my voice, finding a path, finding a purpose. I hope that someday I find that key.