2221.

Struggling for a topic tonight. Considered writing about prayer, but there is nothing I have to say that isn’t going to come off as awkwardly as the Trump post a few days back. Apparently I don’t do satire well. I also don’t do so well with TV drama, despite the hours I spend watching them. I’m not sure what I am trying to gain from so much bad tv. A distraction, yes, but I feel like I have the deeper goal of uncovering what works in episodic film, a nobel gesture, but one that didn’t –hasn’t–worked.

Sleep works. I’m exhausted to the point of falling down on the blog again.

 

Some Thoughts:

  1. I remain surprised by how much sports consumes my life. If I could just shut it out I’d have entire days of the week available to me.

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