Yet I wish to write so much.
I have been reading a delightfully pedestrian Cinderella-story that is so ordinary and yet just vibrates with intensity. Pathos, angst, true love...everything short of pirates. No I will not share it unless specifically requested, simply because I wish to tempt fate and see if anyone reads me. Which I doubt. And I'm ok with that.
I should be grateful for the boredom because usually when things are not boring they are very, very bad.
I do so want something to spice up my life in a non tragic fashion. And with today's headlines I feel like I am tempting fate and setting indiscretions in digital print.
But to feel...anything, really, besides the grim slog and toil of daily monotony. To feel passionate about something again. I swear I wouldn't take it for granted.
Bring me to life. I dare you.