Uncertain, but thankfully un-covid-ed

Feels weird to not be embarking on a blog posting that has to be exactly 200 words in length. It also feels weird to be embarking on a new month of entries without having set myself a challenge to try and achieve. I'm hoping that, in the course of spewing my thoughts onto the virtual page today, an idea may surface that I can latch onto and accept as my goal for the next 30 days or so. But I can't say for sure that will happen.
Limericks, maybe?
I suppose I could try and post them at a different time each day, and try to cover every hour in the day? So - I post this one at midnight, then the next one at 1am the next day, and so on and so forth and see if I can throw down 24 posts that stick to that over the course of September?
No, sorry - that seems like far too much work. Not being lazy or uncommitted, but that would involve alarms and reminders and dedication and insomnia risks and could easily be scuppered by outside influences. I just don't know what Rian's sleep patterns will be, or how my own occasional nocturnal unsettledness will behave, so it feels like taking a chance. It also feels a bit boring, if I'm honest. I've enjoyed challenges that dictate the content and structure of the postings themselves, and that's what I'd like to continue with.
I shall keep thinking.....

RC 3-8-23