Mundane Kindness
I come to you today bearing proof that time isn't real, because apparently it has been over a month since I started this blog. Somehow it feels simultaneously like a million years ago, and like it was yesterday. It feels like everything except for the amount of time it actually has been. "Chill out, dude. It's only one month, and you skipped several weeks of it." Fine, it's not that big of a deal, but it did get me thinking about why I started this blog in the first place. No, I'm not talking about the need to externalize my inner dialogue so as to keep away the psychosis. I'm referring to the inciting incident in this hero's journey of disappointing proportions. The call to adventure that began the epic quest to the other room to sit in front of a blank page for indeterminate periods of time. The rousing battle cry that... Okay, you get the point. In fairness, I wasn't entirely sure where that last one was going anyway. There are limits, it se