You have no idea what to write about and you know it. Why, oh, why did you ever start this project??
Absolutely nothing happened today. Nothing. Except grocery shopping. And if you write about grocery shopping one more time, all of your fingers will fall off, so don’t even think about it. (But it rained! Can I write about how it rained while I grocery shopped??) NO!
You were always terrified of writing, which was a big reason why you never even went to college. Seriously–you refused to go to college because you were afraid of writing.
So how did you ever find yourself writing a blog every single night for an entire year? Are you crazy, Lizard, crazy??
Eh. Just go to bed and write something tomorrow. I’m done with you, Lizard–done. Off with you.