Somebody needs to pop the top and change the batteries.
On me, that is.
Perhaps, the last few weeks (months?) have just been a case of brain drain? There’s just no juice left to power the mental monstrosity which is me.
Before, my 17-year old muse had been taken a lot of the load. Now, that I’m on my own… well, let’s just say I’m poor at power management.
Ah, a quick fix that only requires a screwdriver to the head. At this point, that option doesn’t sound too unpleasant.
Chloe (who keeps plodding on)