Turns out my last headline is more correct that I had feared. True, some of the reason is that I just do not have that much time. That excuse is getting more and more inadequate, however.
The real reason is that I just cannot figure out why the hell I should write anything. I think i started so people had a place where they could go and read about me. A kind of “I want to be popular” thing. But that is a “wrong” kind of reason, I think. Besides, I don’t know how to read my statistics so I don’t even know if anyone reads this. I suspect that they do not.
The other reason would be to have something to go back to in a couple of years/centuries and se how I have changed. The only problem here is that right now, I do not really care about that.
Sometimes I do sit down and look over really old things for the nostalgia of is. Recently I looked over my old CD-inserts (that I packed away when I moved to Viborg) which was kind of fun. But I don’t need to do those things. It’s fun to do if you have nothing else to do, but…
I rather suspect that that will change as I get older, but as it is now I find it hard to find the will to sit down and jot down a few words. Because, really, I should be exited to do it, shouldn’t I?