It has come down to this.
This point I have feared for so long.
I can't believe I am actually here.
I takde juice. (I don't have juice).
Apa? Juice sudah habis? (What? You're out of juice?)
Ya. (Yes).
I am out of juice.
And what juice could I possibly be talking about?
Literary juice, my friend.
Not literally, but literary.
Literally.
I have nothing exciting, fun, interesting, thought provoking or stupid to write about anymore.
Nothing, completa mente nada.
I feel so juice-less, it's weird.
The other day I wanted to write a poem of a woman who just got married, or was it before... no, at the altar! But, I forgot the few lines I have already orchestrated in my head. Sounded good, I think.
On top of being juice-less with ideas, my writing technique has deteriorated! No flare, no wit... Sigh* this blog is becoming boring.
I hate my juice-less brain.
Anyone got juice? Please squirt some on me.
