One thing about being on a break from it all, is your brain just turns to mush. Sleeping late…6:30 AM instead of 4AM and count in being an hr back, and my brain is sausage. These are just three shots I have been gathering for a large sausage day. But the supply chain of ideas has been stalled at the port of my brain. For some reason, the ideas are in my brain, just sitting there, but not getting to my fingers.
Thats it, just a small snack of Sausage. I do have story ideas. I think. Happy Header Day! Sorry.. Hey.. Well.. I need to go eat something, I can still see my feet