It’s one of those days where everything I own seems to be in a different pile. Notes tucked into old folders, ideas scribbled on scraps I barely remember writing, photos scanned but never sorted, there’s just a little bit of everything and a whole lot of nowhere to put it.

I’ve been chipping away at deciding what’s worth keeping, what needs to be worked on, and what’s finally ready for the trash. You’d think after all this time I’d be better at staying organized, but then again, maybe that’s part of the charm. Or at least, that’s what I tell myself.

Today felt like one of those quiet resets, not because anything grand happened, but because a few things finally moved forward.

For one, I got back on a bike again. It’s been years. My legs remembered how (mostly), but that seat has no mercy. Felt like I pedaled for five minutes and had earned an ice pack and a nap. But it’s a start. The plan isn’t distance or speed right now it’s consistency.

I also took some time to clean up this site, just a bunch of small updates here and there. Little style tweaks, layout fixes, improved tagging. I want this to be something I can build on slowly, not something that gets away from me like blogs in the past.

That goes for my Obsidian vault too. It got overgrown, bloated with folders and tags and items I wasn’t really using. Today was the start of a trim-back. Reorganizing and deleting. I’m trying to return it to a place where I can write and reflect, not just manage a maze.

To balance things out, I started a rewatch of Doctor Who, back to the Ninth Doctor and all the leather-jacket nostalgia. There’s something nice about returning to stories that once felt like home.

And of course, I kept up with my Bible reading schedule. Today’s portion was:

• Leviticus 23 About the feasts of the Lord, which were always more than calendar events, they were reminders of who He is.
• Psalm 80 A cry for restoration, written from the ache of distance and the hope of mercy.
• Matthew 21 The entry into Jerusalem and the clearing of the temple; a shift in tone and pace as the cross drew closer.

Not a bad day, really. Nothing flashy. But a quiet kind of progress.

Let’s be honest, some days the world feels a little broken.

Not in the big dramatic "end of everything" way, but in the small stupid things: slow websites, confusing paperwork, people who block store aisles…

Today’s minor frustration was just trying to get this blog fully set up. Tiny tweaks turning into small problems. But you know what? I got there.

Sometimes you just have to rant a little, then get back to it.

Here’s a few things on my mind lately:

• Expanding this blog little by little.
• Finding a way to organize my older writings and poems.
• Building some templates to aid my personal Bible study.
• ??? Things

Some of these will happen. Some might get abandoned. But that’s life, right?

Writing has always been a strange thing for me.

Sometimes I write because I feel like I have something to say. Sometimes I write just because the page is there, and it’s empty, and it feels wrong to leave it blank.

I don’t know where this site will go. I don’t even know what exactly it will become. But I’m starting it because I want to try. To share. To build. To maybe say something that matters, even if it’s just to myself.

We’ll see where it leads.