Life, God, the Universe

It's become a habit of late to simply sit here and stare blankly at my screen. I'll admit the novel isn't going as well as I had hope, I suppose my current mental state does a lot of damage to my progress. Not sure even where this post is going, but life is going somewhere and nowhere all at once. No one is reading this, so I doubt it matters. Fuck this shit. I'm worn out, but I'll keep writing, even if it kills me. Welcome to life, praise God, or whatever, mayber the universe...