I’ve woken – about 5.15 now – early morning – that thing where you (I) are (am) awake for some minutes before realising, or acknowledging to yourself (myself) that you are (am).
Okay – maybe I’m in two places at once there, or trying to be.
I seem to be getting acerbic in my comments on the blogging scene – I’m too blunt, maybe, too close to the bone of people’s contentions, maybe. Too dismissive too quickly, perhaps – I think I’ll give up commenting altogether. So few people do comment.
Oh – I’m going down to get myself some porridge or something. One thing, I am tired – maybe I seriously need to keep more hidden at this time of year. Maybe May is as difficult as these other early-in-the-year months.
Mm. Despite everything, I can’t be bland in my blogging. I may blog this entry – it might be handy for me to know where I was at this point – this is topical for me, anyway.
Yes. No holding back now – not where I feel I can speak.
But I’ll leave other people’s blogs alone, but for reading, for – a month – maybe not even press that ‘like’ button.
I’m not sure what I’m doing here – turning the cold shoulder. That is it.
I’ll try that for a while.
Ah! Got it! She is giving me the silent treatment but without telling me! I’m going to go with this interpretation.
No. Stopping commenting – that is the last thing I need to do – I comment readily.
Maybe I’m not mealy-mouthed enough, sometimes.
No. It’s her!
Maybe – stop leaving so many ‘likes’, but comment more – yes, I’ll try that.