I have no idea what to write. Seriously. I absolutely, definitely have no idea what to write about. I’ve been so busy that life just seemed to fleet past me without me even noticing it. I can’t even remember what I ate for lunch anymore. Oh, wait, I didn’t have lunch today.
This accursed blinking cursor is punishing me. Its uniform blinking is taunting me, as if to say ‘You suck, you talentless wannabe writer!’. Ha. Way to crush my dreams, Cursor. Well, of course, that may be partly true but I won’t let that bring me down. You are just a cursor. I can control you freely. See? You didn’t even notice that I’ve written something. Something about not being able to write anything.