I've just been completely unable to write anything, lately. It's more than annoying to me as I have the time to sit and do it, yet the moment I do, there is nothing there. Am I not trying hard enough?
Truth be told, I don't think about writing all the time, at least not in the same context I did years ago when I couldn't touch pencil to paper without something coming out.
I suppose I can forgive myself, on a small level. I've been working very hard the last few weeks, and my son is just getting more and more active. Summer is on the horizon. The time of sitting inside is over, and maybe the promise of warm and sunshine may help.
Or am I just lazy? I'm unable but I am completely unable? I am able, aren't I?