I have slid into a very unfunky funk. I need to listen to loud rude music for a while. Or make some. Sandra asked me to write her a song, and that rocked me back on my heels as I am not feeling the writing part at all.
I’m having a physical problem right now which is NOT a topic for public conversation and I’m actually in quite a bit of discomfort. I should be better in a couple of days but right now I am in the sorry zone.
Or maybe I should fill in character sheets.