I spent several hours this morning reading through my past blog posts and very deliberately commenting on other peoples’ blogs and Facebook comments. I think I was seeking inspiration, some tiny bit of motivation to write. I just feel so blank today. I’d almost rather feel angry or sad or worried. Anything is better than nothing.
Maybe it’s the rainy weather. Or perhaps it’s the awful dream I had last night. I was surprised to find, when I looked in the mirror first thing this morning, that I did not have raccoon eyes. You see, in my dream I had forgotten to remove my eye makeup before going to sleep, and the dream felt so real that I believed in it when I woke up. The unhappiness of the dream and the effort required to bring myself back to reality somehow left me feeling tired and dazed. And blank.
Blank.
Blank.
Blank.
I hope I can find inspiration in something today.