I don't know what to write on this any more

I think I might have forgotten how to write. Things I have considered:

• A list of things I would advise my 16 year old self to do a la Stephen Fry in The Guardian.  And then I realised that whilst most would be upbeat and facetious, there would be a certain emo element that would inevitably creep through. 
• All the wonderful things I have ninja-sorted the shit out of today. But really, who cares about that?
• The things I stole as knowledge from each ex. But I'm saving that one. You can have one clue - one taught me the importance of making your bed each morning. The rest taught me significantly more interesting things.
• The songs that each person from my past is represented by on my iPod. And my dirty, shameful secret about Chris de Burgh.  But it's too embarrassing.
• Courses that are currently saved on my City Lit wishlist of night school courses. The fuckers don't do courses on the saw or the ukulele.