I have learned that I like poetry. That I like writing poetry. I have learned some things, mostly that I chose the wrong subject. I have learned that blogging is boring. A boring process that drolls on without light. I should have chosen Youtubing. I had 0 fun or enjoyment writing these. An absolutely awful time.
Not much was gained or lost, except for my time. Blogging was genuinely un-fun. I guess I've learned that blogging is not a fun process. Personally. I would have much rather spent my time watching YouTube or playing video games. I'm drawing blanks on what to type, because I didn't learn much Maybe I learned how to use Audacity or Windows Movie Maker, but there are far better services out there than those. I would have much rather spent my time learning how to use Adobe Premiere Pro than typing out boring words on a screen that practically nobody will read. What an awful expenditure of my time.
Watching the Youtuber intros filled me with regret and a sudden epiphany: I could've just played video games and do what I love, instead of sitting here and writing these. These time-sinks. These batches and trays of incoherent thoughts roughly pieced together to try and make a coherent sentence. 250 words is in sight, and the light at the end of the tunnel is near. Nobody will read this. Or at least, practically nobody.
I wonder if I should start wrenching on cars. I think that would be very fun. I think it could teach me something very useful and practical.