i have logged on a few times since I have gotten back from the cottage. but alas. I feel as though i have nothing to say. weird on those days. I guess it's like my creativity. some days I am chalked full and never want to skip a beat. other days. it's similar to pulling teeth.
I could use some serious sleep. then i remind myself that 'tired' is a state of mind. And I am not tired....in fact, i must be confronted by something in my life....now. if i could just put my finger on what it is.....
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