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Posted on | November 5, 2010 | Comments Off
She was hurting and the weather outside was dreary. One would probably say she was rather dreary too. She’d come to the 200th entry. Should have happened a while ago but this is what happens when one sits around with nothing to say. No celebration really, no bells or whistles, balloons or confetti to throw. Just this. Hooray.
It was rather unfortunate that she’d hit a road block on creative street because she knew somewhere deep inside there was so much to say. She’d find herself just gazing and wondered if she had adult ADD. (She gazed off after writing that sentence and it was a while before she resumed this amazing drivel.)
So here she was. Ok. Now what. . . yeah exactly. Nothing left. But thank you for reading. Have a nice day.