I’ve had very little to gripe about lately. Life has been good the past few weeks. Days have been easy to get through. Perhaps this is my transformation. Maybe I’m finally accepting that I made my bed and now it’s time to crawl under the covers and stay there for a while.
Though this stress-free life is relieving for a while, it also makes for some tough writers block.
That’s OK I guess. There’s really no need to spill every detail of my life daily. It’s way too boring, unless you’d like to hear about morning yoga sessions and when I’m too tired to wake up for them.