Blank

I have not been too busy to post. Work is not consuming me like it once did. My life is not dull or uneventful. I am just blank. Blank with sadness for my friend, blank with worry over things like lead paint and the MRSA bug. Blank with anxiety over those fires which are a mere five miles away from my baby sister. Blank.

I want to write here. I will soon, as soon as I can shake off the white space.


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