She sat, staring at her computer screen, fingers poised over the keyboard, ready to fly over it and create some sort of writing, as soon as some form of muse hit her... But as much as she wanted to, nothing came about.
She yearned for the therapeutic feeling of pouring out emotions into words. Except there's been a drought of emotions lately, hence, words too, have become scarce.
Giving up, she stood up, shut down the machine and walked away.
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