Off Night

Sometime after 10 p.m. each night my wife will ask me: “What are you going to write about tonight?”

Usually, I'll say I don't know, I'll think of something. Then I'll sit down at the PC, stare at the blank page and review the day, hoping some event will trigger a thought I can expand to a larger issue you might find interesting.

Sometimes not.

This is one of those “not” nights.

See you tomorrow.