I'm not writing!

I don't want to write about weddings and trips and the lack of funds to fully achieve them both. I don't want to write about feelings and how they sting most of the time. I don't want to write about real dying to self friendships and the lost art they have become. I'd rather not write about my messy home and vacant spots our Christmas decorations should be. It doesn't need to be said I'd rather not be a janitor. I will not speak of my pile of laundry 3 ft high or dishes in the sink. I am basically trying to ignore the fact, things are not as they should be.