The words in my head are a bit muddled up. Lots of words I try to spew out through my keyboard. Words I think sound great when I’m thinking about them while I’m driving home from work, while I’m taking the recycling out, while I’m cleaning the cat’s litter tray.
Words that, when I finally sit at my desktop, laptop or iPad*, are too messy to type out. Butna he word ae rocming otu alfso gunfdy.
Maybe it’s because I’m becoming old and senile. Maybe it’s because I have blogger’s block. Maybe it’s because I’ve changed my job, changed my working hours and I feel a bit like I have workplace jetlag.
Maybe I’m spending my energy thinking I need to just still the hell down and get smarter posts back on rotation.
Maybe I’ll get my words mojo back before I lose my motivation.
* I live in a generously tech-enabled house, clearly