for months and months now i've been riddled with thoughts, fizzing with ideas, positively bursting with potential posts.
so many photographs i have seen that i've wanted to share; so many thoughts i've had that i've felt the need to express; so sooo many moral/ethical/political/trivial discussions that i have had, debating subjects upon which i've longed to illustrate my view.
i'm finally in position, poised at the computer, ready...
my photographs are no longer interesting.
my thoughts are useless.
my previously-strong opinions are now weaker than a single pub measure.
my head is empty.
my mind is asleep.
fuck.
