I can’t think of a fucking thing to write. I am either completely disinterested in or thoroughly disheartened by the events of recent weeks. I am going through one of those stages where I have no interest in anything that I might have to say, and therefore believe that no one else in the world would be interested either. However, I do believe in the alchemical, almost magical process of words begetting words, so maybe the very act of writing about my lack of motivation and/or inspiration might kick-start my heart, so to speak. Watch this space if you’re so inclined.