I can't write anymore. For a while there, I would come up with all this stuff to write, and I loved every minute of it. But now, I feel like I have absolutely no inspiration. That breaks my heart. I want to write. I love writing. But I can't. And I'm sad :(
So here's a picture.
This is a precious picture of three barn cats that came in to get spayed/neutered at our clinic. And they were terrified. So they mashed themselves into this litter box. Keep in mind that that box is only about 10 in by 10 inches. And those are three full grown cats. I love it. Adorable.
Zero inspiration = zero posts
19 days til Christmas. Yippee!
♫ I can't decide if it's a choice
Getting swept away
I hear the sound of my own voice
Asking you to stay...
This slope is treacherous
This path is reckless
This slope is treacherous
And I, I, I like it ♫
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