Sometimes, I sit down at my computer with the idea that I can write my blog post for the next day, but when I sit down, I really don’t have an idea in mind. Sometimes, I sit down at my computer when really I want to sit down in front of my television and watch something completely useless while I drink a delicious cup of soothing, warm tea.
Sometimes, I think about this site and the fact that you come here to read what I write every day, and I think, “Man, that’s crazy. Who would ever imagine that you would care that much about what I sit down to write?” It seems a bit surreal. Even so, sometimes I sit down to write, and it’s just not something I want to do.
Sometimes it feels a bit more like an obligation rather than a hobby.