Everything Log Stardate 64015.4 (Prelude)

OK. I promise this will be the last (but one) time I use the Log-Stardate thingy in my posting activities. It’s just that I was really struggling to think of a title for this post, and I needed to get the damn thing started, before I completely lost the tiny spark of impetus glimmering at the bottom of my blah-filled brain.

It always happens when I leave something for a really long time. It seems like such a mammoth task to get back into it, that I keep putting it off a little longer… and a little longer… and a little longer… And my lack of motivation for blog-writing hasn’t been helped by Simon’s announcement that he thinks maybe he’s had enough of it now, and won’t be writing any more posts. And although he rarely writes posts these days anyway, the out-loud statement that he might just stop altogether instantly sent the hefty Demon of Perceived Responsibility hurtling across the room to slump slap-bang in the middle of my sagging shoulders, to smother my flickering willingness-to-be-arsed with a veritable blanket of shoulds and musts.

“I really should write something on the blog. I really must write something. Today. It’s been more than two weeks goddammit. Ooh…but what shall I write about? So much time has passed. So many possibilities. Where shall I start? Maybe I’ll just go and take the dogs for a walk/water the vegetables/plant the lettuces/wash the bed sheets/clean the bathroom/check my email/read this New Scientist article/take the dogs for another walk, while I think about it. Gosh, is it dinner time already! Where did the day go? Oh well. But I really MUST write something tomorrow….. ”

And so it goes. Minutes stretch into hours. Hours slide into days. Days blend into weeks. Weeks blur into months. Time steals our lives, carrying them away in its eternal swag bag of transience.

To-morrow, and to-morrow, and to-morrow,
Creeps in this petty pace from day to day
To the last syllable of recorded time,
And all our yesterdays have lighted fools
The way to dusty death.



Oh Lordy Lord! Now I’ve gone and got all existential on y’all, and I STILL haven’t actually written about anything. I think perhaps I need to start again…..

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1 Response to Everything Log Stardate 64015.4 (Prelude)

  1. Jane says:

    Good to hear from you!

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