I'm running out of steam

I often get the feeling that I compel myself to write even when I have nothing to write about. Elevating mundane events to spectacular incidents in order to merit a mention in my blog is hardly paying dividends. I guess I must use my discretion more often and make posts only when necessary.
It's not that I'm stripped of ideas. Indeed, my precocious head is buzzing with ideas that could revolutionize the way our archaic world works. However, I fall short of words in describing my avant garde concoctions. What a pity! I need a literary prop.


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