Does anyone else think that The Internetz has its own tides? Its own cycles and ebbs and flows? Biorhythms? I know I only dip my toe into one tiny corner of the blogsphere, but it seems like we're either all really firing, shooting out killer entries and polishing our sparkling wit, or else we're all kind of flat and uninspired?
Ok, that's a generalisation I admit (and apologies to those of you who are currently creating entries that shine like diamonds, and there are some of you) but I've been struggling with a lack of inspiration recently and it seems like I'm not alone. I'd like to blame the weather (it's certainly been miserable around these parts of late), or the spirits of the spheres and the ether, but it doesn't seem to be that simple, or that mysterious.
Maybe it's viral? Maybe we need to culture some fast replicating memes? A booster shot to innoculate ourselves against creeping ennui? To start a course of anti-boredom drugs to shore up our flagging inspiration?
This Stella needs to get her groove back.