And so...

I'm sitting at my living room table after stuffing my face with pizza, trying to figure out what to write about. 

I'm drawing a blank. It's funny because right before I go to bed I can think of a million things to write about, while I'm on the train too but when I sit here and press my fingers against these key, they don't seem to leave the cap lock button. 

There are some things I want to write about but I can't, not yet anyway. So I won't.

You know what I've been thinking of doing lately? I've been thinking about writing a story. I started a little piece a couple of weeks ago but never finished it, then I started another piece and of course didn't finish that either. I'm not too sure what I want to write about but I do indeed want to take a stab at it. I'm definitely going to put more thought into it. 

Let's see how this turns out.