I've Got Nothing

Literally.  I don't have a single idea for a good post this week.  I admit that I have had ideas, since even before my post from last week.  However, none of those ideas feel good enough to anchor a post.  Actually, many of the ideas feel a little too controversial to write about right now.  I try to be as apolitical as possible with these posts, but many of my ideas are inching very close to the line.  While I believe that I could treat these topics with a fair hand, some part of me thinks that I would be censored or blamed in some fashion if I did so.  That fear is crippling my creativity.  I have tried to come up with other, safer topics, but I can't really think of anything else.  Practically nothing is happening in my life.  The only thing differentiating the days is what I think about.  I hate to say it, but I might be turning into a conspiracy theorist nut.  I can't help it.  All I do is think, and think, and think.  The more information I hear, the more my rebellious streak wants to resist.  Normally, I would stop before anything got out of hand, but lately, I just want to push things further than I would need to.  If I give into these thoughts, well, the first few sentences of this post can give you an idea.  So much to think about, yet so much I shouldn't be thinking about.  Just to be honest, I wouldn't actually act on some of those thoughts.  I just don't want anyone to hate me if I let these thoughts out.  Or worse, if anyone actually did act on those thoughts.  I don't want to be blamed either.  I shouldn't even be mentioning that, but this is all I have to write about.  Boring.  Hopefully, I will have anything else to write about soon.  Maybe.  At the very least, I am thinking about coming up with another big puzzle, like the crossword from over a year ago.  Something that big will take over a month for me to fix it up just right.  So, what else is there to say.  Nothing.  Nothing.  Nothing.  I going to end this post short.  There is nothing to write about.  See you next week.