Here I am, waiting for some words to pop into my head but only finding bits and pieces of lyrics from Fall songs. Normally I'm quite inspired when I hear them, but for right now I'm lost for ideas. Nothing is on the tip of my tongue but dehydration, and I wait, and I wait, and I wait...
But nothing follows, just a drumbeat and the line "I'm into CB." MES is a genius, I can only hope to write as well as him, and maybe inspire others to do what they do to their fullest.
As for today, I fail at being a writer.
On a brighter note; I pass as an Uncle since I've done only the following things so far:
Made scrambled eggs for my nephews.
Played a game where I chase them and "eat" them.
Ate lunch with them.
Played catch with a baseball.
Played catch with a Frisbee.
Played the card game "War" and let my nephew win.
Neglected them completely to write this poor post--wait, that's not good for both categories!
-a.
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