Waiting for the gas to push the bubbles upwards.
I've literally been sitting and staring at this blank screen for 10 minutes. The thing is, I've been so non-stop busy for the last week or so, I feel like I've finally run out of fuel. I feel like any original ideas I have lie at the bottom of the well, and I need to replenish the water level before they rise high enough for me to reach.
What is today? Wednesday? Lots of stuff going on this weekend, but nothin' tonight. I guess that's good. It'll give me a chance to relax with Photogal and the menagerie, and reload the mental aquifer.
So just how many metaphors did I mix up there?
Also, if ever you need a pick-me-up to help you get through the day, this usually works.
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