Oh well.

Well.

I'm not really sure what to write about right now.

I've never really published my writing before. 

There are lots of things I could write about. 

For this little poem, I am just going to take it a sentence at a time.

Only one line.

Honestly, I don't exactly know what I'm writing about.

Writing?

I guess so.

Usually when I write, I have some sort of purpose for it.

This just feels sort of random. 

Well.

I've written the word well again.

Maybe this is some sort of poem.

Each stanza beginning with well.

Well.

This is relaxing.

A nice Friday night activity.

Calming, and thoughtful.

Even though it might not seem like much thought was put into it. 

Well. 

Obviously, my grammar for these "sentences" is not correct.

Most of these are not even complete sentences. 

Oh well.