I will admit that the last time I blogged was for my middle school Xanga account. It mainly consisted of wacky, stream-of-consciousness silliness intermixed with block paragraphs of "hahahaha" which of course I thought was cute, clever, and most importantly, hilarious. Luckily, I know (maybe) that I have outgrown this phase (for now). The less embarrassing aspect of my middle school blogging years was the fact that my account name was StinkyPoopyBird. I told you I was hilarious.
As I write this, I am experiencing a gleeful anticipation that this Steemit account will again be a place where I can fabricate my own goofy narrative and talk about anything and everything in a non-sequitor kind of way.
Currently, I've been feeling like a creative dud. All the ideas that come out of my brain feel like gray, mushy oatmeal. Like a good millennial, I Googled how to take matters into my own hands and change my creative fate. In the sea of self-improvement articles and must-do lists, I found one idea I liked: write a haiku. Unfortunately, the lazy nerd that I am forgot where I read this. In any case, I have in the past found great delight in impromptu haiku composition. I typically like to compose these haikus in the corner of a loud bar, so clearly they are of the highest caliber. So with one bad haiku a day, I aim to train my brain to think outside the gray, mushy oatmeal box.
And you will be my witness (if you want - no pressure).
haiku #1
Gray, mushy oatmeal,
I hope I can season you
to be delicious.
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