There are days when I feel compelled to write, but my mind is literally blank.
Like, I can hardly form words, because my mind has shut itself off for the evening/day/morning, etc. So all there is is an open field, maybe a cloud or two, and an occasional robin chirping. No carpools, no checkbook balances, no kids, no nerdy hubby, no responsibilities, etc etc etc...
This morning is one of those mornings. I want two write because my nerd is home this week, to do projects around the house, and that gives my two youngest children, who are both working very hard at killing me, a second set of eyes to watch their antics. So I want to write, but my mind is literally blank. I feel completely incapable of forming sentences. Not that I am drooling on myself or anything. It's not that bad. Yet. But I don't feel capable of putting together sentences to make my story any better.
If anything, I think it would make it worse.
So I have decided to update both blogs, start some laundry, maybe return a few emails, update my Facebook status, and possibly shower. I love how showering is put under the "possibility" status. *Snort* Nice. Real nice.
Brooke Moss.
