I Don’t Know What To Write Any More

But it’s not for lack of ideas

If this pot had a name, it would have to be “Purple Haze”! Marijuana can give you lots of ideas—a photo by Diyahna Lewis on Unsplash.

Medium writers tell us we should write to the following tags because they’re what most people are reading:

• Life
• Self
• Love
• Writing
• Short Stories/Short Form

I was going to write this article in short form. It once had less than 150 words, and now IDGAF. (Even though I just used that acronym to reduce four words from the count.)

Anyway, none of these are in my area of expertise. So what’s a guy to do?

Life: I’m an idiot. No one should follow my lead because I may look fabulous on the outside, but I’m a hot mess on the inside. I can self-sabotage along with the best. Sometimes I’m a maniac. And I make too many mistakes. I’m supposed to advise others on how to live their lives? I think not.

Self: I have moments of grandeur, but they don’t come without the lows. If “self” is mental and physical, I’ve done just about all I can do on the first count. Physical? I have war wounds, but they’re not from trying to get fit!

Love: …is a many splendored things…oh, sorry. Bet few get that reference. Love. Oy vey. I’m a gay man who married a woman. I fucked up both of our lives. I had two…