There's one thing to write and blog and whatnot about random occurances that happen in my life. It's random. It's spur of the moment writing. It's quirky and I have no idea if anyone is even reading it. I don't write to entertain, I write just to get it out. Get it out of my brain. But when someone asks you to write on a regular basis because, so far, they like what you have to say....why do I all of a sudden become bone dry and all out of things to write about?I'm empty.
Bone dry. Just like this bull head in the desert.
I need inspiration to hit me life a bolt of lightening.
Rhode Island is neither a road nor an island.
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I, for one, love reading your random, spur of the moment, well-thought out, hillarious, poignant, though-provoking posts. You always make me smile, my friend. Keep it up!
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