I'm consoling myself with R.W. Emerson this morning: "A foolish consistency is the hobgoblin of little minds."
Because I have posted every day since January 1, but last night I was too busy, and then too tired and too uninspired, so I didn't get anything online.
I could have done two entries today and dated one for yesterday, but I decided not to. I don't need to get obsessive about this cyberproject. On the contrary. It needs to fit into the spaces in my life, not displace any more important activities.
Happy Valentine's Day.