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Writers block

What is writers block well I suppose your mind has shut down for a time because you can't think of a interesting topic to write about and that's what is happening to me today. The reason I think is that yesterday was my pension day and I'm sort of dipressed as I am every first day of the month, one minute you have money and the next after paying bills and what you owe like in my case paying back all the money that I borrowed to go back to Wales to see my mam who wasn't very well, of course I don't regret borrowing the money but I have to pay it back, then having to pay the bills, perhaps not having enough to pay them all but I'll pay them next month but I'm sure I'll get a reminder through the post which I don't like receiving. Now I've got empty pockets except for the odd spec of dust, no money for nothing. What a shame you may say but I'm sure you've been in the same situation, do you get depressed I wonder,I'm sure that you do.Then your family starts going on at you about why you haven't got enough money, so that adds to the depression but tomorrow is another day and I will have got over feeling down in the dumps. Tomorrow if the rain stops which also makes you depressed and the sun comes out I'll feel better like I always do on the second of the month, life must go on no matter how you feel and I don't like letting my followers down when normally I have something interesting to write about, so I apologize for that but at least I wrote something perhaps you found it interesting and can associate to it which will make me a bit happier, I'm thankful for that so that's all for today, short and depressing, I'm sorry, don't forget to share and maybe comment. Thank you. 

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