Long Time No Write

God, what is this? What is this thing that keeps getting in my way? How is it that my last blog entry was almost a week ago?

It's not traditional writer's block, I don't think, but something more like it's-too-hard-to-explain block, or maybe "writer's inability to sort through all the feelings and craft them into a coherent narrative."

Plus, it's tiredness. I've had a couple of bouts of insomnia of late, the most recent being Saturday night when, after going to bed at midnight, I awoke from a doze at 1 am, decided to give up and go downstairs at 1:30, and didn't make it back to the Land of Nod until 4:30.

And I wonder why I was a bit snappish on Sunday.

But at least with the insomnia, I know where it's coming from. That is definitely part perimenopause, part million-and-one-things-on-my-mind, part million-and-two-things-to-do, part anxiety attack caused by the million-and-one and million-and-two things. And I can fix that, to some degree. A quarter of a xanax and using the awake time to knock an item or two off the to-do list, and life goes on.

But the not writing, I don't know about. Probably not worth overthinking, though. Probably, it's just summer vacation in my brain. It does, after all, have a mind of its own.