For the first time, I'm hesitant about what to write. There are things I can say here, but I wonder if I should, if I need to. Some vital catharsis is gone, something I didn't even really notice. A vague momentary release that I can't find anymore. I've never felt much better from having written, but I used to feel good as I wrote. I wonder where that went, what sapped it off. And where does this leave me?