Interlude

I had trouble sleeping this morning (nothing new) so up I got, wandered my little apartment for a little while as I rubbed the sleep from my eyes. I turned on the television, no volume, the hubby was still sleeping in the next room but what does volume matter when you leave closed captioning on constantly. It was old reruns of ER or something, I wasn't really paying attention, the television is usually just on whether anyone is watching it or not.

I booted up the computer, with full intension of signing on here and going on and on about one thing or another, unfortunately I got sidetracked. I have literally spent the last few hours doing nothing but browsing Blogger. Blog after blog a glimmer into someone's life, I was sucked in and every time I thought "okay, this will be the last one and then I'll go post," six more followed.

I saw things that rang true in myself and things that were just interesting knowledge about people's experiences that I couldn't get enough of. I just couldn't stop reading. I'm inspired. I'm inspired to write but everything I have to say is being bottlenecked as I try to get it out.

Hence the interlude. So I'll sit here and try to figure out what topic is bubbling closest to the surface, but in the meantime, thanks again to Blogger for reminding me I am not alone.