I had a few inspired days wherein I wrote down about things and ideas for my blogs. They were many. I can’t even begin to think how the h would I be able to write about all those things. And now my mind is blank and I’m sick. I shouldn’t have stopped typing away when I still had that zest for writing. And now it has left me. So I’m just writing what comes to mind right here, right now. And it’s nothing worth writing about. Wish I could write about worthwhile stuff like this new recipe for Salmon Cream Pasta I found online, or this great bread find at Panaderia Pantoja, or even these ford truck seat covers my brother found for his Explorer. But nothing. And just look at the list I was planning to write about earlier this week.