Oops, I didn't write anything yesterday. I wasn't feeling very well, and honestly, it just slipped my mind. Thankfully today I am am feeling a bit better, though. I was really worried I was going to feel worse because I had things I wanted to take care of yesterday that I had to put off, and I didn't want to have to put them off again today. I'm feeling a bit lethargic this morning, but hopefully soon I'll be able to get going.

Once again I'm writing just to write, and I hate how forced it feels. What other choice do I have, though? I can't get past this block by not writing. That surely wouldn't work. How many times can I write about having writer's block, though? I don't know. Maybe I can't think of anything to write about right now because I just woke up. So far all I've done today is get up and make some coffee, and the only interesting thing about that is the fact that I completely forgot to put sugar in it, but it still tasted good. Also, I kept getting whiffs of something that smelled like lemons while sitting here at my desk, and I couldn't figure out where it was coming from. Just as I was starting to contemplate the possibility of a mini stroke, I realized the smell was coming from a very old air freshener across the room that I could have sworn lost its smell a month ago.

Wow, I really hope something interesting happens today.