This is just a picture of flowers. That's it. Because I'm so exhausted from working all day, I really don't have anything to say about it. I know I wrote the same thing two days ago, but this time I really don't have anything to say. I guess that's part of why I'm doing this. I want to be able to say something even when I don't have anything to say. I also want to work out the way I say things.
Rust accumulates on the unused parts of us. It makes things stiff and hard to manage. Inside my mind and imagination, there's a layer of rust that must be chipped away. This daily exercise helps me to do that by allowing me to get used to expressing myself again. Over time, my fluency will increase, and I will find a way to have something to say when there's nothing to say at all. Now, some people would argue that if I don't have anything to say, I should just remain silent. But where is the challenge in that? The truth is, I don't create for anyone but myself. I also do not pretend to be anything above mediocre. Because I abhor stagnation, I must keep moving in some direction, even in my own mediocrity. This is the meaning of life, for me. Every day I post something here, I'm fulfilling a promise to myself. Later, I'll go back, review, and see all the mistakes that I've made and rework them. Eventually I should reach a point where I can achieve what I set out to do. To create when there's nothing to say is a Holy Grail quest. Maybe it's one I will never achieve. Still, if I aim for the stars and only reach the treetops, I'll be that much higher off the ground.