I know.
It's been a long time.
I've run out of ideas.
People have noticed.
Usually, the people I work with are a rich source of inspiration but they are no help.They dodge me in corridors, "I'm not talking to you, last time I did it ended up in your blog." (sorry, I did it again). They make suggestions: How to get a small baby to sleep, the importance of a good moan, why the band sounds so bad, and much better things that I can't remember now.
I'm tired. Worms are all coming out backwards and upside down. Every evening I fall asleep on the sofa and wake up with cramp, thinking that I'll try to write something tomorrow.
My Dad always said, "Tomorrow never comes," so today I write that I've nothing to write.
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