Morning............
Since we arrived back from 2018's 'Ridin' With The Sheriff' book tour I've been markedly unproductive as far as my writing's concerned.
If the truths known I've probably written as many words since the first week of November last that I'd usually produce in a single day.......🤔
The fact my elderly mother was hospitalized for some time just two weeks after we landed back at LHR has no doubt contributed massively towards the absence of the 'creative spirit'.
While there're only 140 miles between us it's where those miles are that's the problem. We're north of London, so it involves the use of the dreaded (and dreadful) M25 - the road Chris Rea so very aptly referred to in his 1989 song as the 'Road to Hell'. Since then it's only gotten worse as the number of cars has increased.
This morning, though, I felt a change in my outlook, coupled with a sense of optimism (which has been somewhat lacking) .......
Today I believe I'm going to write! 😀😀
Have a good rest of the week, all.
Stay safe X
#happydays