I came within seconds of trashing my blog today, not because I don't love writing any more, but because I feel like I have nothing left to say in this format.
A bath in lovely pink water, a bottle of cool drinking water laced with lemon, and an hour spent cuddling dogs ultimately prevented me from pressing the DELETE button, but I'm still feeling disenchanted with the medium, and feeling very strongly that I need a new direction.
And so I resort to nesting: Chocolate messina cookies, Anne of Green Gables on DVD, and piles of books and pillows all around me. Medicine for moodiness, I guess.
Yours