sometimes the biggest difficulty i have when writing here is deciding on what i want to write about. at any given time i have like a thousand different competing ideas in my head and even though you might think that makes it easy to just write about anything, it actually makes it nearly impossible because as soon as i start writing about any one specific thing, there are 999 other ideas which are telling me “no… that’s not what you should be writing about, is it?”
and so i have about a million drafts here in wordpress, some of which are pages long, and others are just a word… and none of them will ever see the light of day because they’ve been internally veto’ed. i’m not sure how i feel about that.
even now, writing about this, this stupid thought about having stupid competing thoughts which stupidly prevent me from writing… how is this the winner? is this really what’s most important? i guess if i think about it, the reason why this is going to be written out and published is because it’s easy. it’s the writing equivalent of phoning it in. there’s no deep thought, there’s no vulnerable admission, there’s no controversial opinion or great revelation… it’s just fluff.
except admitting that i know this is bullshit, and still publishing it kind of makes it transcend from being pointless drivel to actually admitting something about myself in a way, doesn’t it?