What To Write When There Is Nothing To Say

Writers block for the blog is particularly frustrating for me because it means that nothing in my life is interesting enough to be worthy of posting. I don't feel particularly funny and I haven't found anything exciting to share with you all.

This is not to say that I am bored, and I'm certainly not unhappy. I'm just...normal. I have gone back to French School which means I have homework, I have to sew the buttons (and a hole) in my new coat, cook dinner and do laundry - down to the last few pairs of them. I have coffee and lunches with friends, evenings of drinks and weekends with Toad. I have started doing yoga and the spring weather has inspired me to spend time outdoors walking around Paris. I have plenty to do and people to see. Nothing dramatic or life changing has occurred. This is considered a good thing by most.

I am in general agreement with this opinion. It feels like a terribly long time since I have not had something pressing going on in my life - some slightly dire or depressing thing that causes my brain to run in circles around itself. And, in truth, I should be anxious about what to do with myself after I'm finished in Paris and have to return to "real life" but it's not on my mind at all. I am basking in this foreign feeling of contentment.

So sod the economy for now. Forget that I probably won't be able to get a job when I return to the States and definitely should be cooking up a Plan B. Never mind that I still have debt darkening my closets and thirty is looming threateningly on my horizons. It's nearly spring. Host Mom's garden is blooming and ready to burst in the sunlight. The City is anticipating short skirts and picnics. I am happy. That's the best reason for writers block I've ever had.