Last year at this time I was pretty grumpy. I’d just gritted my teeth through a winter in which I was never warm and had the cracked teeth and extensive dental work to show for it. That had followed a couple of years of medium grade hell that had left me mentally and emotionally drained. It added up to a pretty meh me. I’m not a meh person most of the time, but I was grade A meh last year.
After sitting and trying to write something, anything, for days, I whined about it on Facebook:
Missing: my Muse, my mojo, and my mind.