Running on empty.

This is one of those rare mornings where there is absolutely nothing pending, nothing sat on my mind ready to spill out. Ironically just two days ago I was telling someone who wants to write how writing a blog is an excellent start. It opens you up to the idea it doesn’t matter what you write as long as you are writing. It’s an exercise. The stories will come later.

I need a decent night’s sleep to recharge my batteries. It isn’t any one thing in particular, just the last week. I haven’t eaten a home cooked meal in two weeks. I’ve just been surviving on the mushrooms in my hair.
(Black Book joke there for the fans).

I’ll be better tomorrow, I promise.

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