Some things aren’t worthy of a blog post.
Some things, like what you ate for dinner or the fact that your baby kept you up at night and you’re now exhausted don’t need to be written about.
So, I’ll spare you the details of my day and just say that I shouldn’t be writing this. I should be in bed.
I have five minutes to write this but my fingers are moving slowly and I’m tired.
Four minutes left. Four minutes left? I have to go. This isn’t worth reading, so don’t waste your time. I’m exhausted. I’m going to bed now. Night Night.