The Worst Post Ever

I want to write something but I don't know what. That is not good. I know I usually just prattle but I am kinda blank. I am not egotistical - I do not think the stuff I write here is important. And a lot of time it is just for me. Of course now I am wondering if it is something bigger? Is my life in a rut? Lately it is definitely mostly Work Eat Sleep much more than Pray Eat Love. I also know others are going through much bigger things but that is not fair to myself. I mean it is all perspective and just because it is not monumental to most does not mean it is not monumental to me. At times I think it is a mid life crisis - although living to 86 - that is not something I have ever considered or truly believe is in the cards for me. Maybe I am just lonely, but I will not complain about that as I am not doing anything to resolve that situation. Rick told me last night he is lonely - I was surprised to hear it. I know he is not superman but I do put him way too high on a pedestal. He deserves to be on a pedestal but does not mean he can't feel lonely at times. I am not down - I am definitely not out - but I don't know what I am. Perhaps that is what I need to do, define myself. Oh me, me, me --- see this post is living up to its name.