Hello everyone, and I am very sorry for the radio silence. The truth is, I have been going through the worst writers block of all time. My mind is literally, literarily blank. My thought process looks like this._________________________________________ Yup, I’m brain dead. Anyways, I have managed to write a little something for you and I hope you enjoy.

I could give thanks for the weather
For the bright blue sky
For the duvet filled with feathers
I sleep under every night

Or maybe for green grass that grows
Everywhere I see
For endless friends and not many foes
Or falls deep red trees

But maybe I don’t feel fortunate
Too lucky or too blessed
These are thoughts that I keep secret
All people see is stress

So maybe I’m just not thankful this year
Maybe my thankfulness won’t be so clear
Maybe this time I’ll be a little insincere
Maybe tonight I won’t hide behind tears