Writer's Block

Just discovered this musing in the vault from last fall:

"Writer's block...I've never considered myself a writer. I write, sometime. I guess that makes it so.
It could be hours, days, months or years between my need to express. Never really paid attention.
Until now.

I wrote a lot during my recent breakup and 'breakdown'. Shared some with my son and got involved
with this blog.

Spring, summer, early fall; warm and mostly sunny. Bittersweetly happy and bittersweetly sad...musing
intact.

Gloomy, cooler, misty days; SAD anyone? (Seasonal Affective Disorder) Writer's block; cleaning
block; getting dressed block; taking shower block; phone block; happiness block. Never been diagnosed
except by me. I'm sure it's a mild case. Don't want to even imagine a severe case and the attending
debilitation experienced. This minor funk more than enough!

So, I guess I'll write, clean, shower, dress, phone and enjoy when I can and hibernate when I can't.
Winter is around the corner and I do love my cave. Milton will keep me company."
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Post Script

Interesting, reading how I felt last October. The winter hibernation had already begun in a way.  So glad cold and gloom over now. The winter did indeed affect my writing, my thoughts, my abilities, my productivity and my overall wellbeing.
A lot of hibernating and Milton did keep me company and didn't even mind when I wore sleep pants all day! 
I really do need a plan...