On Words

I haven't written in so long. I haven't read books. Perhaps last year did me in. So many pages and pages and pages. I think I must have poured out my lifetime quota of words into this laptop. And all those books. All those stories. I don't have the energy to delve into them now. Maybe 2011 will be my year of literary drought. Is this a sad thing? Strangely, I don't think so. I think I shouldn't force it. I think I should relax and let the days run their course.