Struggling to find both the motivation and words. I keep thinking that if I just get in the right headspace, then something will flow. It doesn’t. I get laundry lists of mediocre thoughts, few of which make it into an actual topic. Maybe I need a safe space to write. Or maybe just to feel safe at all.
I guess writing about thinking about writing is better than not writing at all.
Tomorrow, I suppose.
-a
anna in the clouds 