It seems that a switch has flipped.
I began to scroll through to see what other words had been abandoned and discovered that, in four years of blogging, I only have five unfinished blog posts. Each with just one line. Each just about to become ridiculous, no doubt.
[Insert transition here. i.e. There is no time for me to think up a transition]
It's the morning I forget my book. The morning my music player dies.
The weather here in the northeast is just right.
I consider myself a fairly calm person.
Maybe it's vain to wonder where I was going with each of these but I do wonder. Sounds like they were about to become rants or melancholy reflections (And I've never posted a melancholy reflection before. No Sir. Never.) I do tend to stop myself from rants (though a few have crept in over the years.)
Do you stop yourself from writing certain blog posts? Any drafts you'd like to share here?