Should I talk about the guy who, in response to the article I posted on Facebook about white-washing in media (specifically this time Ghost in the Shell), said that lack of representation in media doesn't matter?
But I don't want to rant about that today. I'm tired today. I'm so tired of having to explain what should be obvious if people would just stop and think about it for a moment.
Should I talk about my run yesterday, the first attempt at running home of the outdoor season? I made such a poor showing of it, I don't really want to. It was disappointing to say the least. Despite having just exercised, I arrived home feeling like a fat, unworthy lump. Luckily, the kitties don't care how lumpy I am, and game ample cuddles.
Should I talk about how I've still heard nothing about the science fiction manuscript I was shopping around. Honestly, I think I'm just going to self-publish it.
I don't know. Maybe I'm just still sad from the run, but I just can't decide where I want to take this blog post. So, apparently, I won't take it anywhere!
I'm off to work on impossible dreams.