Blocked

I have so much to say. I have been sleeping really well since Mr. J went back to work; that means that I have been remembering my dreams with full colour-clarity, which is actually not so pleasant. I have a lot to talk about, a lot to work out, and a desire to work it out here; unfortunately, I've also been working hard. Combined with being still sick --thank you honey, I'm paying you back for that soon-- I haven't been able to sit myself down and write it out.

I'm blocked, the same block I always have, and it's making my brain full.