I rarely have time to sit down and write, to convey the jumble of thoughts occupying my mind on a daily basis.
I stare at the screen.
Do I write about this? No, it's too personal and raw.
Do I write about that? No, that is too personal about my kids.
What about this? No, nobody wants to read about that.
What about running? Maybe, but I am feeling stale on that topic right now.
Before you know it
Tiredness pulls me away
The laundry calls my name
The 867 million things I have to do take over my mind.
Maybe it is time
to break up with blogging?
Or start anew?
I am not sure.