I really have no idea what I want to write about today. I just read through everything I wrote so far this month, which is, of course, my first month doing this. I was hoping that I would get inspired by reading it, that some profound wisdom would come to me tying together some common thread I’m not aware of between all my random thoughts I’ve put down to date. That didn’t happen. I read it all, sat here a moment and still had nothing. So I decided a Seinfeldesque paragraph about nothing was in order. So here it is.