Boring

It's very early Saturday morning and I have been pushing keys down, forming words here for a good 15 minutes or so already.  It won't be published.  I was going on as I usually have of late and I thought...blah, blah, blah...blah, blah, blah...blah, blah.
Who in their right mind would ever want to read this except possibly me - later...at another date?
What a bore I've become.  I wonder what I'll think of this later - at another date, when I happen to re-read it.
TT