"What starts with D that I can write about tomorrow? Oh, D is for IDEA REDACTED. It will be the coolest blog ever!"
OK, actually I just Googled "if people knew what you were thinking they'd put you in a mental hospital" just to see what would come up. I'm scared now. There are some scary sad people out there. Traumatized.
Now that I think about it, this blog post has sort of turned into a stream-of-consciousness post hasn't it? Hmm...gotta remember to turn on the ol' brain filter for the rest of the day. (I swear I'm not high today. I took an anti-anxiety pill Tuesday because I was nervous about meeting Jenny, and then I fell asleep in the park and then snored myself awake just in time to get back to the office before anyone noticed my lunch break may or may not have been longer than 1 hour, so I'm cutting myself off for the week unless something really scary or terrible or traumatic happens.)
What was I even talking about? Oh, writer's block, right. Does this count as a blog post?