Woke up feeling empty/ ready for retirement or both, with nothing to write about in this very moment. God knows why...I feel no resignation but no motivation either. No URGE, just VOID in immediacy. Don't feel funny/serious, calm/angry, fine/poor or anything in particular. Don't have a PLAN for the day, in fact...don't even have a "P"...
Still typing away though, as another week is approaching the end and as I made this vow to myself to show up here and digest my Reality Bites every week-end. "Don't break the chain!"...come what may. And if nothing comes up? Surely, I could just check my photo stream and select a random snippet (pizza pants, pigeon poems, pink p...) or a piece from one of my million notebooks, but the question remains of course: W-H-Y?
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