So, I have written hundreds of blog posts now, on so many topics. I have covered personal things, and funny things, and political things—sometimes it’s been a little random, honestly.
But today, as I type this out, I am not sure what I want to talk about in this post. I’m sure I could write about a bunch of things. I’ve been rather busy; no shortage of updates regarding my life.
But I don’t want to talk about any of that right now. I’m writing this at 4:35 A.M. and I’m tired. My mind is not at max capacity.
So, it’s just random thoughts.
Like how music and songs can communicate so much with so little. How it can—in miniscule time, one or two notes, or a sentence worth of words—make feelings bubble forth.
Like how much a breeze improves a hot day. How it can be the most extreme temperatures and just the right bit of wind can undo it all.
Like how many people there are on this planet, and how amazing it is that they all have rich, complex lives. How there’s just more and more of it if you keep looking.
That’s what I can think of to talk about as I grow more tired. That’s what comes to mind.