This is not going to be a good one. And yes, I realize that saying it doesn't do anything to help the cause. For this blog post, I just feel hopelessly uninspired. I think everyone gets this feeling sometimes. Nevertheless, I have made a commitment: one blog post a month. And sometimes sticking to commitments is more important than feeling good about them. So here I am.
Birthdays. Maybe that's something I can write about. It was my birthday on the 14th of September. It was pretty good. I got some amazingly thoughtful gifts from my friends and family. I spent the day with a school friend, showing her around Utrecht. Ate a 'special' brownie from Amsterdam. Went for a run and had dinner with friends. It was a good birthday, all in all. Birthdays can be a mixed bag for me. Some birthdays I wish the world would forget about me for the day. Others, I love the attention. Again, I think people, in general, have similar experiences. And that's all I have to say about birthdays.
Infinite scrolling. Oh. My. Word. This is the bane of my existence. YouTube. Reddit. Whatever other pointless, mind-numbing app we can get our hands on. I've picked up on this being a common trend. People are struggling, myself included, to escape the doom and gloom of hours spent fixated on a screen just swiping to the next post, thread, or clip. It's an addiction. And the whole world seems to be okay with it. I just hope we don't have generations breathing their final breaths, wishing they'd rather gone outside than swiped again. Okay. I think that's morbid enough for now.
Flowers. Yup. That is the extent of my lack of inspiration right now. I turned my head right and saw the vase of flowers on the table, and honestly, I know I don't have anything original in me right now that's better than flowers. I mean, let's be honest, flowers are pretty awesome. Anyone who has felt the energy shift that flowers can bring to a room knows what I'm talking about. These flowers were a gift. And when I got them, I smiled broadly, as so many others do when they get flowers. There aren't too many things that have that power. Do yourself a favor and go hand someone a flower, see the difference it makes. Flowers. Pretty awesome.
Right. I'm going to set myself free from this futility. I promised I'd write a blog post, and I wrote one. It counts. This was a blog post about birthdays, infinite scrolling, and flowers. There are worse things to write about.
And that concludes my ramblings. Bye now.
"Quotes are nothing but inspiration for the uninspired."
- Richard Kemp