So, *quack-quack-quack*

I have been endlessly searching for my thoughts these past few weeks. Something to do, something to say...and obviously, I have found nothing.

Surprised? I didn't think so. Searching for some sort of inspiration always ends negatively. I just cannot understand where all of my words have gone? Where the f*** have they gone? ...And will I ever get them back?

There is also that fact that haunts me ... If you have to look for inspiration, if you have to look for the words, you shouldn't be looking for it to begin with. Or, rather, if you can't find it don't bother looking for it ... it's just not 'your thing.'

All I have to say to this is 'damnit!'

My patience is waning, and that is making me a bit scared. And, of course this is not the only thing that is starting to drain. Of course.

And, Ah-ha! I have nothing left to say.

What else is new I say, what else is new?