rules

It was as though the day had suckered it right out of me.
[inspiration].

I looked in all the usual places but it wasn’t to be found.

The weird thing was, it had been a good day:
good people, good food, good work. blue sky.
A day that should have been inspiring.

Sometimes stuff just doesn’t follow the rules.

So I did what any thinking person would do:
I changed into my trackies and made myself a bowl of icecream.

[It’s bound to be back tomorrow].