Total Blank

why is it that I have so many things in my mind, but when I sit nothing comes to mind? I have about One Million Projects to get started/complete, but when it comes time to it, or when I would have the time, it’s as if someone took my creative juices and drained them right out of my body. I don’t like it, it really sucks. So that’s about it.
My sister asked me to write “our story” down. How we met the first time, how we lost each other, and how we found each other again this past year.
I was all gung-ho to do it this morning, but so far I have not even attempted to touch the keyboard to come up with the “perfect” story. *sigh*