The thing about trying to be better and more frequent about posting here is that I feel obligated to have something to say. Content. A subject. And when you aren’t going anywhere or doing anything, it’s hard to fill up a post with content. Nothing happening equals nothing to write about. Of course, that’s not really true. I AM doing things, but they’re repetitive and boring, mostly. I AM going somewhere, but it’s just the grocery store. But I’m obviously no Emily Dickinson, holed up in my house, thinking deep thoughts and translating them into poetry on scraps of paper....