But I'm done apologizing. If anyone wants to read, they will. If they don't, that's fine too. I'll keep writing. This is for me. I don't know how often I'll be tapping into this source. Something tells me that my time is already filled Sunday through Thursday. And Friday, often one of the last five things in the world I feel like doing is typing my thoughts. The other four happen to be waking up, so you can see where I'm coming from. If I do find the energy to get out of bed, it's only to move from one reclined position to another in the hope of finding the best spot in front of the TV to catch up on everything I missed.
That's what this blog is going to come to. It's going to be me rambling, moving all over the place, because that's how my brain is working these days. I find it more and more difficult to stay on task, partly because I always feel like I should be doing something. Then, when I am doing that, I feel like I should be doing something else. I have so much to say this week. I have milestones in fatherhood to work through, my thoughts on Haiti and the Christian response and, of course, the Miami Dolphins. But it's not going to happen today. I've got the juices flowing and it's not even 8:30. A quick trip to the bank, and I'm ready to take on the best the day has to offer. So my deepest thoughts are at least going to have to wait until after that.
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