I Came to Attempt a Sketch

I found myself coming to this blog and unable to write a sketch. As I read the last post, I realized my last attempt to write anything here was three years ago. At that time, I had one follower, who I can presume is no longer a follower because I have not been writing. Well, it doesn't matter because it is writing that is important in keeping this blog. There is no sketch tonight. There is only my presence for a brief time. One thing I know, sketching makes a world a different in my writing when I can get it out. Tonight, I do not feel like forcing it.

Night--HA, what is it? Night is dark but is it really? Night isn't always dark at the poles and Day isn't always light at the poles. What is night? What does night mean?

Just a passing thought.