Another Block

Dear Inspiration,

Where are you, man? I haven't written anything in days. Weeks, actually. C'mon. You call yourself a genius? Prove it. What was that saying? Genius is about perspiration? Maybe I need to work up more of a sweat. Climb some stairs. Run around the block. If it doesn't make me feel more creative, at least I'll be too tired to care and will be content to just watch a movie or something. I feel like we go through this same song and dance everyday. Sometimes we can avoid it, and sometimes I don't even try. But today is different. I actually feel up to the challenge of creation! Well, I'll give it a go. If it doesn't work, I'll rent something frivolous and everybody will be satisfied.

Yr pal,
Sarah