... that's it.
'Suppose I ought to write more but.. nope.. nothing. All I can bring myself to say right now is; "Oh dear."
It's not that I can't think of anything to write, I just can't think of anything that I feel like writing.
Life is like a box of chocolates, right? Well, somewhere in that box is a scrumptious, crunchy, pretty little chocolate... but they're not nuts, or honeycomb pieces for that matter.. In actual fact they're tiny, jagged, mean little shards of glass that tear all the way down.
I always preferred savoury snacks.