Don't you just hate those moments when you feel the need to be creative, but you can't actually think of anything to put down? I'm sitting here, good music playing and getting ready for bed (usually when I'm at my most loquacious), and I can't think of a single topic on which to expound. Phooey. Haha, I like that my spellcheck knew the proper spelling for phooey.
Ah, just thought of a thing. But perhaps it something to be spoken of later, in more depth.
Ah, just thought of a thing. But perhaps it something to be spoken of later, in more depth.