June 01st, 2020

Well here is a first.  Apparently, I have nothing to say today.  Wow.  I'm not sure that's ever happened before.  Usually I have lots to say.  Lots of opinions and observations, adventure reports and photo safari's to discuss.  Generally, I go places and do things and then tell you about it.  Or I have passing questions and random thoughts.  Occasionally something serendipitous occurs that I feel compelled to share.  

I might have seen something in a TV show or had a conversation  or read a book that sparked an idea that I talk about.  Once in awhile when I'm about to experience something new and I share the before and then the after.  You guys are my sounding board which is kind of odd because most of the time when I'm sitting here typing, it's sort of like I'm talking to myself.

I mean I know you are out there.  I get likes and comments and questions and emails and texts and well, there's all sorts of ways to communicate with people these days. And I am grateful beyond measure for all of you!

But you aren't geographically here.  Most of you I've never met and likely never well.  Some of you I do know and and even smaller  group is actual family (hi guys!)   But none of you are literally here. So I don't know until after the fact if what I'm talking about that day is interesting to you, if I'm striking a chord, if the funny bits are in fact funny.  

So when I do this, when I sit down to write and throw my words out into the blogiverse, I suppose I'm taking a risk that anything I say connects to anyone else.  It's not as if it's a high stakes risk.  No blood will be drawn, no battles will be fought.  The worst that has ever happened is that someone took issue with something I said.  I wrote back that while I respected their opinion and appreciated that they took the time to read my words and write back, I stood behind what I said and that was the end of that. 

It's not as if I can get fired after all.  And my life is not on the line.  Which makes this a supremely low stakes game.   I'm just talking about stuff in my life.  I'm not curing cancer.  I'm not inventing something life altering and I haven't found a way to travel through time. I'm just talking. 

In my mind, it's as if I'm sitting at the kitchen table with you and we are chatting over a cup of tea and some cookies.   Just a casual chitchat with friends.

So if, for the first time in more than 4 years I actually have nothing to say, I suppose it's not the end of the world.  Unusual, yes, but not devastating. 

Maybe tomorrow will be different.  Maybe tomorrow I will sit down here at my computer and be flooding with a zillion different ideas.

We shall see.

As it is, it appears that while I had nothing to actually say, it took me an entire page to say that to you.  Irony.