An imaginary conversation about having nothing to say

You know what is hard for me?

Asking for moral support?

No. Well, yes, but that isn’t what I was going to say.


Figuring out what to write when I have no ideas at all.

You always think of something.

But sometimes it is just crap.

That is an exaggeration.

Not much of one. I can admit it. The dilemma is that I don’t know if it is better to just skip a day rather than write shit.

You can skip a day whenever you want. The blog police don’t care.

No, but I do. Plus I get twitchy and wake up in the middle of the night if I don’t post something.

You should probably get over that.

Probably. I could use the discipline for other things. Like exercising and eating properly.

Is that how it works?

Pretty much. I only have enough discipline for 3 things at a time. Right now, those things are going to work every day, making my bed every day, and writing every day.

You make your bed every day?

Ever since May.

I don’t think of you as the bed making type.

I am really not. This is the first time in my whole life I have ever kept my room clean for an extended period of time.

So why don’t you swap that discipline for exercise?

I kind of like having a clean room now. I think I am turning into a different person.

Different how?

More tidy. More willing to talk to people I don’t know. More open. More willing to take emotional risks.

Those are good things.

They are. I’m still figuring it all out.

It sounds like a lot of forward motion.

There has been some bad stuff, too. Funny though. It turns out that one of the person who generated a lot of the bad stuff was a catalyst for most of the good stuff.

Silver linings…

Hard to be mad at someone who generates positive changes, even if they were shitty to you in the end.

Not for most people.

No? Well, I have never been very good at being mad. Plus, even though i found a lot of his behavior unacceptable, it doesn’t mean I am not grateful for all of the good things he did.

You’re a better man than I am.

Are either of us men?

Oh. Right. Good point.

Well, at least you have something to write about now.

I do?

I have a feeling you do.

What’s that?

Finding the positive side of a bad situation.

Ugh. It’s been done to death.

Everyone can use a reminder that nothing is ever all bad.

Maybe so.

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