Ugh 4/28

 Ugh 4/28

I need to write words. Any words. Words. Words. Words. 

The thing is I don't want to write anything. I look at my unfinished pile and just sigh. I really don't feel like working on any of them. I need to finish something. I need to finish them all. 

What the hell has happened to me? I can't even think straight half of the time. I used to be so good at this writing thing. I made lots of words and told lots of stories. Now I can't even write a coherent blog post. Depression? Possibly. Loss of interest? Maybe. Lack of motivation? Definitely. Distractions? Oh hell yeah. 

It bothers me. I went from +350k a year to barely 75k. The Pile isn't getting smaller It's larger now than it ever has been. This sucks. It really sucks. 

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