I'm inspired to read but as far as writing goes, I have nothing interesting to say. I'm feeling kind of bad and/or sad and/or cranky and/or tired. Whatever it is, I'm not feeling my happiest. Whatever that is.
So, rather than bore anyone who actually reads this with the bits of debris I can scrape up in my brain, I will stop writing for the night. At least. I will write again.
I guess I haven't been eating well. It seems to come back to that a lot. I really wish I was better at the whole food and nutrition thing. It's so important but I don't do well with those things. Another thing to feel bad about. That's me right now.