
Really? It’s October already? What a strange year this has been. I’m pretty sure January was about eight months long, and then I blinked. There wasn’t much to look forward to this summer with everything being canceled, but I still don’t think it should be fall already.
I haven’t written much. Mostly because I’ve been in a dark, bad place, and who wants to read about that? No one, that’s who. Well, maybe some disturbed individuals who take pleasure in other people’s pain. I doubt those people are reading my little blog though.
We’re about three weeks away from the Presidential election. Social media is overrun with political posts, tv and print news is primarily politics, and it seems like everyone considers themselves to be THE expert. I’m over it. I’m tired of the combative nature that seeps into conversation and turns discussions to debates. Remember when we used to just talk to each other? Seems like forever ago. Take me back to the good old days. Talk to me, Goose!
I’m craving conversation. Not political or pandemic related, just good old-fashioned nonsense. Let’s talk about that crazy tv show you just watched. Have you read any good books lately? Hell, I’d even be happy with some light-hearted banter about the idiots you work with!! Let’s discuss our favorite Christmas movies or the best Halloween costumes from our childhood. Maybe tell me how you love to cook and try out new recipes. Did you take up a new hobby this year? Talk to me about literally anything that isn’t politics, religion, or pandemics.
This feels incredibly unfinished, and yet I’m about to publish it anyway! That’s kind of the point…where does the conversation turn next. You tell me. I’ll be waiting to hear from you.