I think that perhaps I've started to lose focus with these essays. I've forgotten what design I had, or have just run out of creative ink. In any case, I think I should hold back any clever ideas or annoyances I want to voice until it creates such a burning desire in me that it can only be quelled through writing it.

Besides, it's not like I have anything inside me anymore. I'm not saying I've run empty on ideas... just emotions.

I would send this one out to R, but I don't think you know who you are