lepeu1999

So, what to write today.

I've been in the mood to write, but I just can't seem to do it. I sit at the computer and try but nothing comes. No ideas, nothing. I'm intellectually constipated.

Writing was an outlet for me when I was unhappy. So does the fact that I can't write mean I must be happy? I don't know about that. I'm not unhappy but I'm not sure if the absence of misery equates to happiness. Lets just say I'm currently content.

OK, so is contentedness a good thing or not? Hmmm. On the one hand, it's like 'settling'. On the other hand, I feel rather centered and peaceful. Is that a bad thing? Must one be constantly restless, searching?

Things to ponder on a Wednesday.