I want to write.
I've got all these things in my brain that need to be on paper.
But I just can't make them come out right.
Strange imagery, but I don't know how to start it.
I should probably read that book Alicia goaded Karl into buying for me.
I just don't feel like reading much of anything.
hmm.. There has to be a switch on this feeling today. A way to flip flop it around.
I'll find it.
