Nothing to Say

Sometimes, like today, I have nothing to say, no songs to play, just debts to pay and get out of the way, but that’s okay.

If I were a real BLOGGER, instead of a dilettante, it would bother me. No great insight, no witty phrase for some old insight, no information. However, my main work is a translator, and I am well content that the stuff I translate is worthwhile, and so much better and more plenteous than what I could come up with. Back in the day, when I was a student, my teachers and colleagues assumed and desired that I should become a professor, but it was pretty clear in my mind that I did not have so much to say, but they had lots to say and the world should appreciate it and learn from it. And so it is.