Blocked

It feels like forever since I last blogged. I know it really hasn't been that long, but when you're used to blogging 3 times a week, going 2 weeks without a post is a lifetime. It's not like I didn't have time or a way to get onto the internet, because I did. I just didn't feel like I had anything to say. This problem has translated not just into my blogging but my schoolwork and personal writing as well. I don't know how to start any of my essays or writing projects and get frustrated and give up. Is that my destiny? I can still edit like a boss (sorry ego moment), but pulling my wisdom teeth out would probably be easier than writing my own stuff.

Writer's block isn't the only thing going on. I'm pretty sure I've hit my academic wall. Any and all motivation to work on class items is gone, leading me to stress. For the first time in my academic career, I don't care what grade I get in my classes, as long as I pass and get the credit. I'm starting to realize college GPA isn't nearly as important as my high school one was.

So what's a writer, who can't write, to do? I found solace in stupid videos and cat pictures like a fat kid would in food. The best gem of the last two weeks appeared on my tumblr last night.

The caption is what makes this the best. Sometimes I feel like all we need in this crazy life is a soft blanket and a kitten (and maybe a little bit of chocolate).

So maybe I'm not supposed to be a writer. Maybe I'm just in a rut. Maybe the weather has me down. I honestly don't know, but I'm completely open to suggestions on how to beat it.

Have a good Thursday everyone.

Rae