Is this writer's block?

Ugh.

(10/31/24) I'm trying to persuade my brain to force my body to sit down and write. Anything. Whatever comes to mind. And I'm finding it quite difficult. I never really considered how writer's block worked.

It's weird. Sometimes ideas flow to my brain about great things to write about, and they're always when I'm either tooling around on my phone or just sitting or lying down and letting my brain wander. But so often now, I find I'm just not having the discipline to force myself to write. It makes me wonder: how in the world did I get through classes that demanded essays back in the day?

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(11/7/24) A week or so later, after a delightfully low-key visit to Palm Springs, coincidentally at the same time as Pride, which we ignored. The weather was great. Strolling on the main drags (Indian Canyon and Palm Canyon Drives) was fun, as were the pool relaxation times. Did very little down there other than get set up on a new rental we have between now and March 1.

Got in a car accident on October 16. The car is in the middle of repairs, complicated by supply issues (the quintessential post-COVID explanation) that are keeping a door from arriving, let alone being replaced, until the end of December. I'm doing rehab to take care of my shoulder and chest, and it's coming along fine; pain is fading and ROM is back to 100% by my estimation. I may go back to Palm Springs for the bulk of December if I can't have a car that's covered by insurance from the 6th to the 29th.

Well, we'll see what happens.