I don't know

For the first time in a long time, I sit to blog because I have a hunger to blog and I come up empty.

There is nothing. Same old.

I hate those two words 'same' and 'old'. They're even worse when put together. Together they represent a monotony, something I try to run from. I don't like to get comfortable. I like adventure and while I take comfort in the goings on of life, I don't like to stay in one place for long.

Ironically, this adventurer has two words to describe what's going on.


Same old.