I don’t know what the content of my blog is. I think it’s more of a collective rambling of a forty-two-year-old at the onset of a midlife crisis. I was thinking of changing the name of my blog: “The Fed-up Declaration–the collective ramblings of a middle-aged adult.” It (does) sounds appropriate: journal-type essays, micro-fiction, poems, essential nonsense to overcome writer’s block, etcetera.
My roommate is taking a bath while his device is playing an assorted medley of collected music. Our staff accommodation bunks us like soldiers, which is understandable given the military nature of our employer–a huge dynastical conglomerate from the land of stale cabbages. When I take a shower, I usually sing.
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