As I’m sitting here writing this, I’m rather uncomfortable. I’ve been trying to work out to be in better shape and look better in a two piece when I go to Hawaii in May. But, man, it hurts. Why does working out have to hurt so much? I’m convinced more people would work out if it didn’t hurt so much.
I’ve noticed my writing has suffered a bit lately. Might have something to do with all of the things already on my plate. I haven’t had much in the way of inspiration recently either. I’m not happy about it. I need to figure a way out of this writing slump. If anyone has any great ideas, let me know. Until then I’m going to work harder at writing for the prompts at Write on Edge and Trifecta. Not sure what else to do.
I’ve also come to the conclusion that life bites. At least a good portion of the time it does. There’s just been a lot of stressful, unhappy making things going on. Might have something to do with why I’m struggling to write as well. Hmmm. Bears some reflecting. I need to decide what to do about the crappy things happening.
So, yeah. There you have it.