First day of holidays today, and I'm already writing something. This is a good sign. Of course, there is no poem in my near future, but that's ok. The 'near future' could all of a sudden end, and some sort of words will flow. I never know when these things happen. This morning just after my shower, I had a couple lines come to me. Definitely something I can work with. I will just have to wait for the right inspiration to come. But for now, I am going to have one more little drink and then head off to bed. I have nothing more to write. The well is dry.