I haven't been here for a terribly long time so I'm struggling even harder than usual to find something to say. Something that isn't as trite as this. Something I've not written before about how hard it is to find something to write.

Only it's not that hard to find something to write about. It's probably pretty easy. My problem has been a general overwhelming laziness. Of the monumental and lifelong type. 

Problem is, as happens to me nearly every year right along about March, I'm feeling the itch to do something creative. Something spectacular that will land me on the world stage in a huge way. And it's just that need to do something big that keeps me from doing anything big in the first place. 

I know I'm not alone in this because there are all kinds of books out there written just for people like me. People who are creative but don't write, draw, paint, knit or sew. I have no hobbies but I have a need to make something more than just my bed in the morning. 

I want to believe that this itch will lead to something this time...I need to believe.