Getting back into the groove of writing is pretty tough, I fairly admit. Especially when one's life consists of a set routine that mostly goes like this - sleep, get up, go out to appointment/class/shop around, come home, eat lunch, read, read some more, go on computer, make dinner, watch tv, eat dinner, watch more tv, go to sleep. That's my average day in a nutshell, little to no thought required. So it comes as no surprise when I struggle to think of something to write, anything to get my mind out of pilot mode. Here I am, sitting at my computer, staring at a blank screen, my mind focused on nothing, my eyes roaming to the movie I'm watching on tv. Dammit, what happened to my creative juices? No doubt it needs a little laxative to get going since it's all jammed up like my grandfather's bowels.
In the meantime though, enjoy this picture of my moldy piece of banana bread, as promised.