Downloading more internet

If you are reading this and you are somewhat normal, you must be wondering what I'm doing awake at almost 2am in the morning. I currently don't have a really good answer. But, in between listening to a heated discussion happening on Palnet, and contributing with a point or two, I started to think about how it's almost silly that some people have no idea what to write about sometimes, what to post.

I mean, don't get me wrong, it's not like I've not been there myself. But, that was long before I ever found this place, long before I ever got involved in discord and met the hundreds of quirky characters that constitute the discordian fabric. Why would I run out of things to say, when every freaking day I'm having discussions with people? Why, when every single day there is a battle of ideas somewhere?

You may think I'm being a bit insensitive at the moment, specially because I'm saying in simple terms that there is not really that good of an excuse to not stay active on the platform, and you would have to forgive me for being that blunt, but... it's true.

Now, maybe the trick is not thinking too much about it, maybe the trick is letting the ideas come out, letting the keyboard sort of speak, take over and just take a shot or two of the "f-it" booze... Maybe. But, I think what happens with many Steemians is that they worry a little too much about being polished to the point where they are forgetting that those who truly support them, are doing so because of the person behind the veils of perfection.

I don't know, maybe I'm idealistic, but then again, this is me being brutally honest with this blog, with the people who take a gander in here almost everyday.

Today in helpie's hangout @tcpolymath who does a ton of curation said a phrase that I thought was so right on, I've decided to steal it, as I'm doing right now. (thanks Poly)