Empty words about nothing

I’m sitting here at 4 in the morning realizing I haven’t had a really good rage attack in a while. πŸ˜›

I must be getting boring as I age…

In the past few days I wrote several posts which will never see the light of day. One was called Difficult Men. 😎

Another one had a picture of me in a new dress. πŸ’ƒ

The third one had a whole thing on dating apps, observations and reflections but it’s depressing so I trashed it.

The fourth one was about two miles long and talked about relationships. I can probably take snippets out of that one and craft a proper post around it but that sounds like too much work right now, so meh. Maybe later.

I’m sick of talking about relationships.

I’m sick of thinking about relationships.

I’m sick of relationships. πŸ™„

I was away for a few days which was wonderful in many ways. I had a great chat with a close friend on a porch overlooking a lake with a loon on it. It was perfect.

I watched a hummingbird hover at a feeder nearby, and there were many dogs around, including the neighbour’s. He came by one evening to look for Twix and was promptly invited to dinner, then the next morning he came back while I had coffee on the deck looking for him again. Twix is 11 and wanted to sleep with the 14 year old Schnoodle so someone must have let him into the cottage in the wee hours…

Twix, Molly and Tucker
Molly girl

I was out yesterday and the day before as well. It feels good to be *mostly* normal. The weather however is everything but normal which makes it difficult to do anything outside. They call it a heat dome now… It’s been so humid, everything drips. πŸ₯΅

My head’s not into writing anything eloquent or intriguing. It’ll come back. I’m trying to wrap my head around what’s next in my If Not Now When movement, but I think that blue moon a couple of days ago cursed me. 🌚

Perhaps I’ll draw some tarot cards and see what the universe has in store for me.

Good morning. I think 4:30 am is a great time for a first coffee, don’t you? β˜•

23 thoughts on “Empty words about nothing

  1. Oh my. I think I know how you feel. Too much here, not enough there…I’m talking about writing at the moment…probably applies to other things too. I just wrote a post about writing posts…and how I literally had to mind dump before I could move on. Now I’m on a little bit of a break. Not a vacation…just not writing posts at the moment. Too many words came all at once. Now I have to do something with them, but I need a little bit of a break before I tackle that. Good luck and enjoy your coffee and time alone!

    Also, just listened to the song WAP by Cardi B. Never heard it before and I had to read the lyrics as I listened to it. I’ve been hearing and reading about it, so I thought it was time I checked it out. It’s funny because it’s “dirty” but it didn’t offend me at all; and now I find that what I’m writing about in comparison isn’t anything nearly as raunchy as that! And I worry that what I write is too much! Still, I know several of my readers would be offended if I put certain things on my blog. I’ve had experience with the boos and hisses. At present, I’m putting the “edgier” stuff in my book and trying to stay “safer” on my blog…for whatever that’s worth, less I lose my entire audience. However, I prefer writing the edgier stuff and find it’s more difficult to write the safer stuff. I get bored with safe. Do you ever have issues like what I’m describing? Any advice? Mona

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    1. My advice is to write what you want. It took me two years to get to this point. I’m still not completely comfortable but frankly, people who don’t like it or are uncomfortable, they don’t have to stay and read, right?

      But I do pick and choose where to write certain topics. Not everything belongs on this blog… πŸ™‚

      I’m blogging a lot less frequently these days. I still write every day, I just find much of it unpublishable… So I get the need for breaks. I’m sure when your time comes to get back to it, you’ll feel it. πŸ˜‰

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      1. Oh no!!
        I keep notes of everything in an app. I lost some writing once due to a computer issue and the panic I felt I do not ever want to feel again… so I have backups in several places now. πŸ™‚

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  2. I see 4:30am way too often… it IS generally quiet at that time though.
    I have very fond memories of spending two days at “camp” in a cottage on a lake outside Sault St Marie Ontario when we visited the ex’s family. The outhouse even faced the lake. There was a bathroom inside, but there were 9 people there, so the outhouse was good to haveπŸ˜‰

    Go with the flow… enjoy where you are, wherever that happens to be. Of course the words will come back. You just needed some 4am coffee at the lake, and a long talk with a good friend.πŸ˜‰πŸ’•πŸ’Œ

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  3. Here’s something that might help: You can always write about me … You’ll have plenty of words to use, but please don’t feel obligated to the point of exhaustion. Alternately, you could write nothing and save any empty words for another time.

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    1. It really is… It’s a family cottage that dates back 60+ years. My friend’s husband is one of the son’s who helped build it. πŸ™‚. The lake is quiet and gorgeous and was so pleasant to swim in. I hate fridig water full of deposits and algea – this lake was clean, almost pristine.

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