It has been at least a month since I've written anything, and even the last few months have seen very little work produced. The most disturbing thing is that I am not disturbed by this. I guess journalling has taken the place of poetry (and fiction, although I did delve in fiction for a while), and perhaps this is an evolution and process a writer goes through. Anyhow, my brain must have figured that two years (and then some) of frantic poetry writing was enough, and now it just wants to rest. Alright brain, let's go watch some mindless telly. :D