Stuck. For. Words.

So I'm like yeah all up in your face and that. I'm really stuck for things to write about, you know. I can hardly think of anything witty to put into 140 characters, let alone the several hundred words that one might be need to string together in order to form a coherent blog post. Although coherent is mainly aspirational these days.

I've lost my mojo, wherever it came from. This, this now, this thing that I'm doing, this post - it's like torture. It's like pulling teeth. It's not coming out, where a post just writes itself, I see something and then I write about it. Maybe I'm not seeing enough, or I'm seeing things and not really seeing them. Whatever, the juices, they floweth not.

I had a good run there through January and February - some good stuff if I do say so myself. In all humility I put some cracking material out there into the cybernetical ether. Maybe I should have hung back, kept some for myself - posted every other day. Is this it for the rest of my life? I just started working for a Swedish furniture giant. Part-time job, get some cashflow flowing. Should that be my thing now? Oh Lord, won't you get me a job testing a Mercedes-Benz (in order to review and then publish said piece, non?)...