Not feeling it

 

I started to write.

I deleted it.

Some nights I just don't like the flow or the topic or whatever. 

Instead, I'm content to just admit defeat tonight and walk away.

Back at the ballpark tomorrow.

I've also taken on a depo job in the morning (after rejecting one that would have started at 3:30 a.m.).

So I'll work for a few hours and go to the stadium.

I'll be able to put some reports together and do game prep as the case goes on tomorrow morning.

Then? Baseball.

Let's try again tomorrow.

(Note: I'm not blue or down. More mellow than anything else and uninspired. So I thought of the Blues and that led me to "Kind of Blue" which is among the greatest and most brilliant albums ever created. Nothing deeper than that.)