Can't wait...

...To be on Carnival sipping a virgin Pina Colada and reading a book while feeling the cool breeze of the Pacific.

Can't wait to finis that load of laundry and get the closet in order.

Can't wait for friday cause it was just another Manic Monday.

Can't wait to write something meaningful. I'll probably do. I'll do. yea!

Block.

Tick tick tick...the keys on the laptop sound like a feeble, off key music playing in a distance. The blue bed light cuts through the darkness of the room. Brightly illuminated screen on the laptop beams overpoweringly into a sleepy face, smothering the eyes with it's brightness. The windows of thought shut themselves creating pitch darkness in the auditorium of creativity.

Distant sounds, rumble of the thermostat, the rhythm of inhalation and exhalation fill the dead of the night like seedlings of life. Everything seems to be functioning - the key board, fingers, the bed light, the eyes, the lungs.

Everything except something grey.
Yes, something grey is in slumber! I fail, I attempt, I fail.

Okay, my work here is done!


:-)