I have no less than 10 different posts sitting in my draft folder, none of them are good enough to hit the publish now button. Want to hear about the time I got in the way of machine-gun toting army officers at a European Airport? You'll have to wait. Or how about the time I got drunk on a job interview and still got the job? That's coming too, but not today. Or, what about the fact that I've struggled through yet another week of no crap for Kim, but am seriously considering eating that whole pan of home-made cinnamon rolls in the freezer? Hopefully that one will never get written.
It's been rainy and foggy here for over a week and I do think that most definitely impacts my creativity, or at the very least my ability to string 5 words together to construct a coherent sentence. So, yeah. My mojo ain't no mo'.
So, check back here because I do promise to some day, perhaps when the sun returns to our crimson shores, have something worth saying here.
But not today.
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