I’m finding it tough to blog these days. There are things I wish to write about, but to be honest, I’m feeling very “blah” and very “meh”. In other words, inspiration & motivation are sadly lacking at the moment.
Personal issues aren’t helping much in this department — worry has a habit of destroying ambition. There are days I’d rather curl up into a fetal ball…or go walking around the city for hours on end in the hot sun (I have a ridiculous farmer’s sun tan to prove it)…or just drive & drive for the sake of driving (which I actually did last night).
I’ve also completed a reading binge that can only be described as off the scale, even for me: 10 novels in under four weeks. My brain cells are still spinning.
I do have things I intend to get to…reviews of most (if not all) of those novels…a continuation of my Essential Classic Doctor Who series…but for now, I’m decompressing like an exhausted balloon. The dog days of August have never felt so…droopy.
