ever just sit there. blog page open, waiting, ready to fulfill its blogging destiny and you just can’t think of what to write. and sure, maybe it’d be good to have a topic to write about, but nothing. the cursor just blinks at you mercilessly.
blink. ready? blink. got anything yet? blink. i’m just gonna keep blinking at you until you write something. blink.
and it is during those times the most random things pop into your head. chopping broccoli was what entered in my head. random, yes.