I had Chinese for lunch today (I can't write on an empty stomach) and my fortune was:
You see the beauty in everything. This is a gift.
One of the many reasons I haven't been blogging is because I can't find anything nice to say (in addition to other generally stupid excuses).
:: five minutes more ::
long awkward silence as our writer stares into space, trying to dredge up all those "if only I had time/computer/brain/information" never-to-see-the-light-of-type entries that litter the forgotten highways and dumpsters of her mind.
:: two minutes more ::
Our writer is still staring into space, with growing frustration, as the void is keeping her secrets, not a tiny shred of an idea...