i have a confession to make: work has made me lazy.
too lazy to read. too lazy to write.
it takes effort for me to blog. as a perfectionist, i demand good grammar and at least some kinda substance in the content of this blog. there’s only so many deaths i can write about and it’s inappropriate to express some of the thoughts i have about my workplace and colleagues and superiors.
and while i don’t think i have that many readers to please in the first place, i guess i want to write something that people would enjoy reading, that would be more than a mindless rant. or a shallow commentary on life. growing older.
but i’m listening to less music and reading fewer books, blogs, things, so…yeah.