I have writer's block. Me. The girl who never shuts up. The girl who was told just last week that no one could ever forget to pick me up because their car ride would be so silent they would know something was wrong. The girl who talks to her dogs all day just so the words don't build up and cause a brain aneurysm if kept inside. I have nothing to say.
I'm mostly wallowing in my own brain. And I'm not sure if there is anything in there.
On a funny note, an old man had his false teeth stolen "right from his mouth when he wasn't looking".