I have writer’s block. I can’t think of shit to write at all. Lately, I have just been writing positive things about my day, such as waking up in the morning; having no problems at work; spending time talking to old friends, et cetera. But, besides that, nothing is really hitting me in the face of what to write about. I guess I have memories of people telling me that writing about my ruminating feelings is a stupid thing to do, but I didn’t think it was. Heck, I try not to repeat myself. I’m actually running out of positive things to say or anything to say at that matter. I’m not really in a rut or anything. Just having writer’s block. It’s an ebb and flow that I’ve been going through for years. I remember when I was teen and had a bazillion ideas and things to write about. I wrote great poetry, which unfortunately was lost in one of my moves. I guess that bummed me out so much that I haven’t really felt like writing. I mean, I’ve written a bit, of course, but nothing too special.
Meh. I figured I would at least update this blog even if I didn’t say anything this time. Just wanted to write for the sake of writing.
Xara Nahara O’Connor