Blank

Yes, it's my mind. That is blank.

Or perhaps it is overwhelmed. Like a computer that has so much to think about it locks up. Like an assembly line missing parts near the beginning. Like a restaurant short on cooks.

I feel like I've been recounting my hours, days, and weeks to so many different people and at so many different times that when it comes to blogging, I am drawing a blank.

Please forgive me. Perhaps I will have some stories soon.

Or maybe I will continue to be in the blogging doldrums.

I wish I could know the future sometimes.