Slicing is hard. I’ve tried to think all day of something to slice. I’ve wondered, is this slice worthy? more than one time today. The answer is always no. No one wants to read about my breakfast (scrambled eggs on an English muffin if you are wondering). No one is dying to hear about my backsplash dilemma (there is NOTHING out there that I like).
Some days just aren’t sliceable. Today is one of them. Nothing is jumping out to write about and that is just fine. Sometimes it is good to have a day that is uneventful. Sometimes it feels just fine to be boring. I’m okay with that.
This is a cop out. I know it. You know it. I put some thought about what to write. But this isn’t exactly prize winning material here. It takes time to find your voice. I’m only ten days into this little experiment and I haven’t given up yet as I considered doing just 15 minutes ago from the comfort of my bed. At least I wrote today. That’s what I am taking away from this.