ne thing is obvious—I’m not going to write anything today.
That’s probably all right. I’m feeling like crap for whatever reason and once again the words aren’t coming.
I didn’t even find anything I could use to cheat with. Some nearly-finished entry from the past I never posted. Some piece of junk I wrote a long time ago I could pass off as a contemporary comment. Not even something I could feel slightly good about reposting from my blog.
So this is my confession of failure. Sorry about that. Maybe tomorrow will be better.
I kind of doubt it, though.