Nuscht, Nothing, Nada
So, here I sit in the local coffee shop.
I have two hours to myself.
A hot cup of tea, a pecan tart, my computer with a Word Document open. Blank. Ready to be filled.
I've been waiting for this, but now that I am here, what do I write? I'm drawing a big blank. A big fat blank. Nuscht. Nothing. Nada.
So that's me right now...