Today my mind is fairly blank, which is nice in a way, and I found myself re-hashing old ground in my first draft. It has me a touch worried about my word-count falling a little behind, and so I am blatantly padding it out, but I figure all is fair in love and blaug.
Participating in Blaugust has been an interesting experience so far. I came into it with no firm plans, just a commitment to write a certain amount with a certain frequency. Reading the content my fellow Blaugusters have produced has been interesting, entertaining, informative, and inspiring. My content, however, has this certain proclivity toward introspection.
I suspect this is because I'm writing what I feel like writing. I haven't allowed myself any real forum for long-form self-expression before, and I am getting a certain catharsis from the process. You know, pretty much what everyone who has written a diary ever has experienced.
I beg your continued indulgence, and hope that the interludes with proper interesting, informative content make up for the days when I just babble about whatever is on my mind. Perhaps I will challenge myself with a theme for week two? Perhaps you, dear reader, could challenge me with such?