It's about ten at night and I just realized, hey, wait a second, I haven't done my blog post yet!
After I can't even remember how many consecutive thousands of them that I've written (and photographed) I don't really sweat it like I might have once upon a time. Maybe I don't try quite as hard as I once did. There are still really good ones I can come up with every strange once in a while, and a fair share of not so good ones too, I suppose, and all that vast harvest in between. I've come to understand there's only so much I can do about those ratios, so no point straining myself.
I've got nothing against reaching for the stars, but you gotta wait for those rare, surprising times they come close, or it's just a lot of Yoga.