Now that I’m not bone-crushingly depressed anymore, I’m finding my creative reserve very very depleted. It was easy to write about being sad, especially because I try to act normal when I’m out and about so it’s an important outlet. But I’m determined to stop rolling around in my grief-sty so I’m writing about having nothing to write. Here is a list on uninteresting observations I have made today:<\/p>\n
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My dog likes all kinds of pettings, including but not limited to: pats, skin scratches, tradition pets, and massages. <\/p>\n
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\nFebruary is a short month. Soon it will be March.<\/p>\n
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\nTom said he thinks our doorlady lives in the building. When pressed for more information, he had none. I cannot determine if he was making a joke or just had a hunch. I’ll have to remember to ask him.<\/p>\n
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\nI am neither a late person nor an early person. I am just annoyingly inconsistent. <\/p>\n
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Wow. That’s all I’ve got today. This is going to be rough. I’d better buy a book about writing, or take a writing class. Wait, yes! Yes that’s it! I’m going to take a writing class people. Holy crap that is another big relief. Look at me! DOING THINGS. Apparently this is the first time in my life that I’m realizing how you do stuff: 1) isolate the problem 2) try to solve it. Amazing! I’m not kidding! I think I’m having another good mood swing. <\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"
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