Unsure

Since my last post I’ve been trying to figure out what this post will be about. I’ve asked my friends, gone through my old writings, wondered to myself. And well, I got nothing. I thought I can write about food, how it’s been such a self reflective journey. From being a young woman who was told “ you have to cook for the man when you get married” and staunchly rejecting that premise, to being a person who gets excited at the thought of cooking.

Or maybe I’ll write about love, I’ve been in love. That’s a good topic. Most adults have been in love at least once in their lifetimes. But that is so common. Everyone writes about love, and heartbreak, and all the ups and downs of that whole emotion. That’s too deep. I will not get into that.

The idea of politics was brought up, to write about all of the things happening in the world. But I want my readers to come here and enjoy reading these pieces. To read something and completely agree with the premise, to go “yes, I experience that too!” Not to argue over political and social views.  We all have our opinions of the world, no need for you to know mine.

Then I thought the entire purpose of this blog is to express myself. I can write whatever I feel to. It can be as long, or as short as I please. I don’t have a topic this week and that is very much ok. I can talk about my lack of ideas, and how it is completely normal to be stumped sometimes.

So this is it for this week, it’s a day or two later than I wanted to post, but here we are. It’s not really about anything specific. But it is exactly what I needed to write. Maybe next week we can revisit this, by then I will have a wonderfully fantastical topic that will unequivocally capture your attention.