Nearing The End

I just realized a few days ago that I've less than a hundred posts to go before I reach my 365-posts goal. Kinda wild. I never would've guessed there could be so much. And yet there's still so much I want to get out. There are a few posts lingering about this skull of mine that I want to commit to bytes but I just haven't pushed myself to getting around to them. Maybe I wanna take time in preparing them? Although, that doesn't make much sense because I never really prepare. I mostly spew. But anything I hold onto in this way I tend to agonize over. If a thought comes to mind I like to get it out then and there. But sometimes it's not the right time, because of the way I've structured this blog. So I've held off on a few posts because of that. Now that there are only so many posts left to make it definitely feels like crunch time. So this final stretch will be about getting what I want to get out, out. But I won't make mention of which they are. I don't wanna let anyone down. :P As I often say, they're nothing life-changing... just things I want to say.

When I first envisioned what this would be like I imagined what I would say. Certain things just seemed like a must. I think I got most of them out of the way. But not all. Even when I get to 365 there will still be things left unsaid. This whole thing is an experiment. A draft. A sketch I like to say. It won't be finished and it'll lay the foundation for something greater. I've been thinking about what shape this will take. I won't stop outputting in this way. I've grown too accustomed to it. I rather like it actually. So it'll just change. Shape and location. And I don't even know why or what it'll be like yet. I wonder to what end this is all being done. What's the purpose of it? It's a strange animal. I'm still feeling it out. Hopefully the answer will come in the next 97 days. ;)


DS333, divining.