Sunny Sunday

We shall ease into part 2, blowing on its tentative ember to see if we can make it flame. I now no longer have nothing to say, even about having nothing to say, having said it in the previous entries. So what on earth can be left? Nada. This assumes, however, that the blogger has a rational mind-- and that nothingness has but one level. What is good is that this is the first time since the beginnng where I truly have no idea what I am going to say when I start-- or even if I am going to start, not to mention why.It's like I've taken a cold shower after rolling in the mud. I think my analogies need refinement. Have a nice day.