Am I ever in a funk. Don't know what to write, don't know what to say. Don't even feel like I have anything to say that I haven't already said ad nauseum.
It seems everyone that has attempted a blog reaches this point. Many call it quits, others take a break and eventually restart, but most of us run out of steam after a while.
Until my accident prompted my return earlier than I wanted, my enforced mini-break over the summer did help. But here I am, 4 months later, all talked out again.
I'm not ready to throw in the towel just yet. Neither am I killing this blog like I did my old one.
But I just have nothing to say right now.
Except for this: Mr. Stephen Harper, you can quit your day job now.