Nicolas Lusk - Blank

Uninspired, reservoir at zero,10 fingers waiting to flirt with the keyboard, waiting for a command but nothing comes. What to write, think there must be something, blank. We've covered everything. Something trivial? A memory? An object? Maybe a joke? No. Rest. Tomorrow the dark thoughts will return, they always do... tomorrow will be a better day.

Nicolas Lusk

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