Monday, May 25, 2009

Uninspired

Unwilling to be a conduit for negative energy, the writer fed all her thoughts into the shredder located at the base of her skull, until absolutely nothing would come out.

Except this.

4 comments:

Linda S. Socha said...

Maurita
Sometimes you can make me laugh with the fewest possible words! Thanks!
Linda

LERMONTOV said...

Good to see a post from you anyway - hope the positive zen flows soon!

Simon said...

It’s the alien brain implant. Fight it with what little remains of your mind. You can do it.

Marie said...

I have moments like this. I can go days or even a week or two without having a single thought I want to write down. Other times I have five or six thoughts an hour and weed out a few. At least it always comes back for us :)