In A Funk

I've hit a wall.
I'm in a funk.
A goin' nowhere fast blog rut.
I think this hits all writers sometime (Shirley, is this really true?!) and I'm hoping it goes away soon.
Moves to another zip code.
Hails a cab uptown and gets drunk and forgets it's way home.

I've written about the farm.
Seasons.
Lists of things I like about both of those.
Cancer.
Love.
Loss.
Hope.
Gigi'isms.
Cats.
Dogs.
Pony and goat crap.
Crap in general.
My past.
My hopes for the future.
My today.
Nature.
Food.
Hair.
TV.
Friends.
Dreams.
Family.
Pie.
See, what now?!

I'm in a funk about what to blog about.
About what to talk about.
Anyone listening anyway?
Maybe not.
But if you are reading and listening and have an itch to know about something I haven't divulged yet, let me know.
Maybe you're the inspiration that I need.