Nothing

I miss writing about nothing in particular, just sharing thoughts. Rambling on about dreams that make no sense or just vaguely hint at something yet to come. I have not felt interested or interesting or even very much of anything other than overwhelmed for quite some time. Every time that I sit down to write it seems that it is just a list of complaints that announces itself once again. Very much the same list and then I just think ughhh.. why bother. Perhaps the trick is to not read your own blogs, or to even think about what you are writing. The easy thing to write about is L because she always seems to have something interesting spinning around her. I spent a day last week with her theater class at the Harbor Playhouse and I really dig watching L on stage. She really lights up and I wish that I could see her that happy all the time.