|Some days, I feel like The Grumpy Bug|
A little world-building here. The Blahs is the land of yucky feelings. Where the moody blues grabs a hold of your soul and squeezes all the happiness out, leaving you in a pitiful state. Once you've landed in the land of Blahs, it's quite difficult to escape. The Blahs force field holds you down, sometimes it'll even force you into a ditch, face first. The only way to pull yourself out of the land of Blahs is having faith in yourself, in what you're doing and who you are.
It's having the faith that's the hard part.
So, here I sit. On the border of Happy Me-ville and the land of Blahs, one foot in each world. Question is, where will I land? Hopefully, I'll feel better in the morning, but this evening, all I can wonder is, what the heck am I doing, and what makes me think I can be writer?