I suffer from writers block, just when I don’t need it. I’m writing two essays this week and next friday I have another one! Great timing!
I want to write, my fingers are itching to write, but nothing that comes out makes sense to me. I feel empty. I just want to sleep, sleep and sleep more, and maybe watch some TV. I think maybe a writers block isn’t all that is wrong with me today. I don’t want to eat anything, I don’t want to get out of bed, I want to watch something Disney and I don’t want to listen to music. THis is all wrong. I must be seriously ill.
Don’t expect any fun updates this week either.
