I give in
Making my own website is probably never ever ever never ever going to make it to the top of my to-do list. So I’ll start tumblring again because I do want to blog, to practice writing, because I have a strange fear of writing, or rather, an anxiety, so I need a blog, to practice.
Because if I try to write stuff that I know no one will ever see, it comes out like this:
what should i write… what to write… what to write. gotta write about something. surely theres something to write about. my mind is blank, totally blank. i can write about my mind being blank, i suppose. blankety blank blank blinkity blanking blonk blonk blonk. these are the time that try… that’s stupid… don’t type that. i am writing, typing, thinking about… elephants. which have trunks. like cars. oh, i should go grocery shopping. but i’m going to be so tired. but i have to go. but i’m going to be so tired…[etc.]
And that’s even more boring to write than it is to read.