Blank

I am sitting here, staring at the blog post template. I have a blank mind. The hum of the computer, that I typically don’t hear is distracting. The candle that is burning smells like chocolate chip cookies, and it’s distracting me. It’s quiet.

Every time I try and think of a topic, I begin to fill my mind with other thoughts about…

How I hate the blinking cursor on a blank template.

How many things are on my never ending to-do list.

How I have to finish painting in this room.

How my husband went to bed early because he’s sick and I hope he’s asleep. AndI hope I don’t catch it.

How my dogs won’t just settle down tonight, probably because I didn’t have time to walk them today.

How none of the writing prompts I can find are jumping out at me.

How I started to write a post about a scary dream that I used to have as a child and deleted it, because I was bored even while I was writing it.

How grateful I am that my Mom had her yearly appointment with the transplant center today, and her Super kidney is still keeping her NORMAL.

How I need to call my Uncle again and see how he is.

How quickly the refreshment from a four day weekend can leave you on a Monday morning.

How long tomorrow is going to feel.

How I should schedule Wednesday’s post too because tomorrow is going to be so long.

How am I going to fill another blank template?