I spent just about the entire day today without the slightest idea of what I was going to write. It happens. It seems to happen a lot more often than it used to and that's a little concerning. But I wasn't worried. I'd think of something. The bout with writer's block all began last night actually. I felt it when I woke up too early this morning. It was 10:41 a.m. That's well into some people's day but I'm not some people. I had gotten home from my job the previous night a little later than usual. There's one key guy on vacation and when he's on vacation I basically have to do his job and my job and that means getting some things done after deadline. But I arrived home at 1:57 a.m., which isn't too bad considering. There's always some unwind time after work -- that time when people usually vegetate in front of the TV between 8-10 p.m. That time for me is from 2 a.m. until whenever I get sleepy. I was just about to ...
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