I would like most things to make sense, but they never do most of the time.

This week has gone by way too slow and I guess I need the weekend, but not really. I haven't even tried writing lately, which is weird. Spring is kind of coming, but taking too long.

I may be

stuck.

But when that happens, you just have to stay there. You can't force yourself out of a "stuck". You have to stay stuck until the wedged piece naturally falls out and you are ready to go. Or something.

I don't feel like being too literal right now. I don't really feel like being too anything. That's good. 

More soon. 

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