I would really like to write something today.
I have about 6 drafts saved on here that I can’t quite finish for one reason or another.
But I’m sick of starting new ones.
I think I have so much to write about, that I can’t write anything at all.
Like I’m trying to push too many things through a doorway all at once – everything is jammed in there so tightly that it’s now stuck – and if I let one thing go ahead of the rest, it will all come tumbling through and bury me – so if I try to write about one of the billion things I want to write about, the rest will come crashing down too, and I will die.
But that’s where I’m at.
I just wanted you to know that I haven’t forgotten you, blogworld. I’m simply trying to avoid death by mass writing failure.
I promise to try again soon.
Thanks and War Eagle.