my little square picture friends over there.
how are you all doing?
are you all okay?
all 34 of you?
where did you come from i wonder?
did you just happen by and decide to hang out for a while longer?
was it something i said?
did i come to your blog and visit you and you thought you'd pop over here and repay the compliment?
what can i do to keep you?
tired of waiting for me to write something that you can actually follow?
what can i say to make you feel better?
can i write something fun and entertaining to keep you motivated -- to ensure you stay over there on my right, your little photo suspended hopefully in mid-air, willing me on to write something that you might even be remotely interested in reading?
dear, dear follower, if only i could, then believe me, i would.
i look over at your little faces, or emblems, in your little square frames and i feel so proud.
so glad that you decided to follow me.
so happy that you are there every time i sadly click on my blog in the feint hope that my last post will not still be staring back at me, mockingly, taunting me to come up with something else.
i feel this sort of;
anxiety about non-performance.
just as i imagine an impotent man might feel.
but who knows?
so i sit here, fingers poised over my keyboard and i type a few lines.
then i backspace 'em out.
then i look in my folders for a picture to inspire and upload which might enhance my powers of production.
after a while i stretch my arms overhead.
i stand up and look over at the telly in the corner.
eastenders is playing.
how un-inspirational is that dear followers?
i make myself a coffee.
i pet the dog and shuffle the little pile of papers on top of my desk.
and then as i stare at the desk before me i actually see it as it is.
i take a wet cloth, rinsed in a little bit of warm soapy water and disinfectant and i wipe off my mouse and my keyboard.
the white top of my desk.
which reminds me of a pristine piece of paper waiting for the pen.
cleanliness always inspires me.
but, sadly, not this time.
so dear followers.
i will just go back to YOUR blog(s).
and read what YOU have to say.
it's easier that way.
and i will add MY picture to your little gallery as good friends do.
and i will smile at what you have written.
and try not to be sad that i couldn't come up with something as equally entertaining.
we can hope.
bye for now little friendly followers.
you mean so much to me.
p.s. i tried to copy and paste your little pictures into this post but alas i could not manage it!
i leave you with a picture which i swiped from another website only this morning and which made me laugh and i hope that when you look at it too dear follower(s) you will also smile.
p.p.s. yes, yes, i realize the picture has nothing whatsoever to do with the subject matter of this post, but a post without a picture of some sort is not even a post about not posting is it?