I quite liked the idea of writing something. Not entirely sure what. But, I also thought that if I wanted to do that, for whatever reason, I should no longer use dad’s blog. Curiously, the compulsion to do so seems to hit at about 4 am on indeterminate days. The last time being the 16th of October. Rather than write anything on his blog, I decided it was time to set one up. I now find myself randomly pressing buttons wondering how I make my page look like his. White with black text. Nothing to fancy, just a bright colour around the edges. Any motivation to write then has been lost in a confusing world of WordPress editing functionality that is beyond me.

If I publish this, it’ll look different to how I wanted, but I will have lost the will to fight with the endless settings. Also, I’ll want to se how this looks on the page and then likely have no idea how to mold it into anything else.

I’ll publish this now and see what it looks like.