I really don’t know what to write sometimes. After breakfast, I wanted to write. It’s almost bedtime now and I’ve deleted about 5 draft entries. One was too depressing. One was too boring. Another one just had a lonely sentence. The other ones don’t even rate a description.
The darkness of winter is probably the thing I hate the most. It’s not the cold, the ice or the snow. I can adapt to those. By 4 in the afternoon, it is starting to be dark. I have 3 huge windows on my condo. But during the winter, even they can’t let in enough light. Some evenings, I turn on a few more lights and even light some candles to make my place feel brighter. You may find it odd that I don’t have Christmas decorations at my condo. I never had. For some reason, Christmas isn’t that magical thing anymore. Maybe I’ve grown too cynical. While I appreciate the gifts I get, it just feels too much like an obligation on everyone’s part.
I need some ideas on what to write. What questions or suggestions do you have?
On another note, I went to my eye doctor yesterday. He said my eye sight hasn’t deteriorated. I don’t need a new prescription. He did give me an optional prescription for distance in case I think I need it for driving. Despite his serious demeanour, he’s actually a nice guy and easy to talk to. He asked about my health since he knows what meds I’m on. He told me to watch my stress level. Too many of his patients have had health issues due to stress. He shook his head when I told him the hours I would work and the amount of sleep I usually get. But I also told him I’m trying to change that now.
Well, it took me the whole day to write 339 of this. If I really edited it, I could probably get it down to 250 words. But for now, I need a bit of quantity rather than quality.