I am struggling to find a subject to post on. The two ideas that offer themselves are:
1) why does the balsamic dressing on my lunch keep leaping at me and spattering itself over me? Is it not enough that it’s already all over my trousers?
2) What is time? Is there a time that isn’t now?
As you may understand, one of these topics offers little in the way of intelligent blogging, the other offers far too much. In the interests of my constant quest for balance in my life, I refuse to blog about either. But let it be known that this is what today is like for me – the issues are all too little or too big and there is nothing that seems the right size to tackle.