Sometimes it stares at me

I’m sure that by the year 2012 I will have grown to hate this page. It sits there with a queue of drafts listed garishly across the top and a huge title that says “Write Post.”

Some days I just go nuts and write fifteen new posts about who knows what (and ironically, those are usually the days where I make myself write something pointless in the morning), and there are other days where I stare blankly back at the page.

Stupid blogger’s block.