I meant to do a lot this weekend.
I did a lot. Not what I thought i would do, but a good amount of things.
I didn’t write as much as I hoped. I ended up doing family things.
I’m trying to make room for more creativity. I guess my expectation for myself as I endeavor to make room for creativity is that i will PRODUCE more creative output.
Not so much. Not yet
I’m making space. I’m putting little blog entries here, tucking them away like seeds underground.
Or slingshotting my pebble into the universe.
Either way, they are outputs into the great “who cares?”
I care. I will sling my barbaric yawp into the vast galactic internet.
The point is the action, not the audience.
I wouldn’t mind an audience though.