sat here once again, staring at a blank screen. normally it's not hard for me to write. lately it has been though. usually if i'm in a block, i'll read Hers, and feel inspired by something, and write, but She's not writing much either.
it hasn't even been a whole week since i left Her, but it feels like an eternity. i know this is so redundant, but THIS SUCKS! i hate being away from Her.
i have an interview today. it's for a job at a bar. i'm not too thrilled about it, but it's work. also the first thing that came up. at this point, i don't care what i do. i'm hopefully only going to be here until sometime in january.
ok, it's taken a cup of coffee and like 25 min to write this much : looks like i'm done