Winter blues in full swing; the thaw of my days down south is a distant memory. I had all these notes and thoughts for this blog, but I lack the energy to put them into words.
This freeze is irksome, but has an anesthetic effect as well - the mad thoughts that had been bubbling through my brain a few weeks ago have gone flat and flaccid. Unfortunately, that means I haven't written in nearly a week.
I will almost certainly snap out of it - this is familiar terrain, even if it's still unpleasant. I'm re-reading some favorite books. Comfort food for the mind.
I'll probably pop back up here soon enough as my usual chipper, semi-manic self . . . for now, though, I'm laying low.
"Do you think I'm in control, oh my God, do you think it's all for fun?" - Ida Maria
Renata is a writer, photographer, and aspiring pirate. She has a day job (sometimes), but doesn't like to talk about it. She lives primarily on the interwebs but maintains imaginary vacation properties all over the world. Her body usually resides in Brooklyn, New York.
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