Usually February tends to be a very productive writing month for me, whats even better, I finally got my own computer, so no more sharing with hubby, waiting for him to finish doing work and browsing for porn for me to lay my thoughts down. I finally thought that things were coming together, then, I crashed my car, took out a loan, damaged my shoulder, blessed my baby, and had a party for my man. Needless to say, I’m exhausted. Normally, that would be the perfect recipe for writing… but sadly, it isn’t, my drafts folder is getting bigger and sometimes I wonder if I’ve said all that I need to say. At times I just want to close down this blog and move on.
chances are, I’d go crazy… no body to tell my deepest darkest shit to.