While it was good to have the "rock on" support of many of you, this blogger has a serious case of writer's block. Constipation of the brain. Whatever you want to call it. But it's more serious than that. It's not like all kinds of things are roiling around in my head, begging for a chance to be expressed. It's that almost nothing is going on inside my head.It's partly because I'm back on my meds and I've increased them. Kind of kills any creativity that might be there.
It's also that blah time of year, rainy and chilly and gray as a tombstone.
So this is a post to say there's nothing new to tell.
How's that for a conversation stopper?
2 comments:
Makes sense to me. it is the antidepressant, I think. Remember when I gave up on painting? Well, I wonder if I'll be able to do it again --along with various yelling episodes, etc.-- now that I'm off of antidepressants.
I'll do an entry soon on why none of you should get the idea that an 8-day road trip would be a cool fun thing to do....gotta rest up first.
Nan, makes perfect sense to me! There are times I don't want to converse at all!
And to Lois-Glad to know you made it, FINALLY, huh?
I have never thought an 8-day trip would be a fun thing to do!
And, lastly-it is SNOWING big flakes and is BEAUTIFUL!
The best thing is; it is not STICKING!
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