Mostly, that's because there's nothing much happening - and I consider that to be a good thing, all in all. Nothing to rejoice about, mostly, but nothing dragging me down.
However, since I take great joy in reading the silly little scraps of day-to-day nothingness in my friends' journals, I feel guilty about not putting more into mine. For me, it's no big deal that the Chief of Police bought me hot chocolate yesterday, but maybe that's really cool for someone else. Of course, I suppose I should write it as "bought me a drink" instead...
Anyway, I think I'm going to combine this lack of communication on my part, with a writing project I've been trying to get around to for ages. And if it bores y'all, you don't have to read it.
Let's see, how to explain. It's inspired by a song, by Alanis Morissette, that's basically short letters to men previously in her life. I wasn't impressed by the song, but I kind of liked the concept. So, I'm thinking about a series of short letters to important people in my life. Not just the men, not just people I was attracted to. People who really influenced who I am and the way I think. And a couple of oddball ones just because they're more interesting or I have something to say.
I have two basically chronological lists to work from. I'm going to start with the men, although after a while I may start switching off. And I'm not going to worry about how to deal with people who will read what I have to say about them until I get to it. If I get to it.