Blank stare

Well, I've got this strange urge to blog something. But have absolutely no idea what. It's a strange sensation, really. This nagging feeling and desire to sit down and write, but the only thing that comes to mind when I actually do so is "duh, hmmm". I'm not even sure why I have this urge . . . it's not like I've traditionally had this habit of blogging every single day. Yet here I sit, typing away about absolutely nothing. Strange. Maybe it has something to do with me recently thinking about picking up writing again. It's been a long time since I tried my hand at some prose. Dunno. But I imagine anyone reading this is feeling something similar. Afterall, why else would you be sitting through this drivel if you didn't have some kind of undeniable, irresistable urge to read a blog, even though nothing of interest had been posted. I suppose it's somewhat like flipping through the channels on the TV and finally settling on watching the same re-run of some Step by Step episode you've seen a thousand times before, just because there's nothing else on but you can't seem to tear yourself away from the set . . . not that I've ever done that, mind you.