So yesterday I had to take my car in for some recalls. A bunch of recalls. What’s that you ask, hypothetical reader? Was I slow to act on the recalls? Why no, I wouldn’t put it that way. I’d call it efficient. Better all done in one long, long, long session than a bunch of separate ones. Right?
And I got my oil changed. Hear that sound, hypothetical reader? That was an angel getting its wings.
I was out and about in the wider, cold, cold world (it was freezing yesterday), hoping the change in routine would get my brain ready to write. Remember my dilemma earlier this week? Well, I need to have something for our meeting later.
While sitting on the fence, my position on the fence scooted itself up, turning the fence into more of a conveyor belt. A conveyor belt of indecision. What’s that, hypothetical reader? That was a terribly elegant metaphor? Why thank you, hypothetical reader. You’ve got such a fine sense for the literary.
Sometimes you’ve got to remind yourself that doing nothing is also doing something.
Now I am writing a blog post, instead of facing my sea of blinking cursors. Which wouldn’t be a quite so vast a sea if not for an operating system update that rebooted the computer and lost something I was working on, which is a whole other story. Moral: always save. Even when you’re only leaving your work long enough to blink. Which I didn’t, it was overnight, but lost is lost.
Speaking of which, there was a thread here somewhere. Oh yes. Writing. Guess I’d better go do it, blinking cursor help me.
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