Pause.

I'm sitting here for the umpteenth time this week, trying to start. The weather isn't helping,  as the humidity dissolves everything into a sleepy mess. Ideas decide to relax, and  have a lie down for a while. Sometimes its best to leave ideas time to gestate, so they can develop and arrive, right? 

So, chill in the garden, do fuck all, and wait for the shitty weather to take the sunny fun away.