in the middle of life

a lot has happened since nov 24, 2006. to and in the world, to and in me. travelled to morocco, spent a few days in rome, had guests at home, wondered whether i'm capable of bringing up a child, got a miserable raise. one would think something would have triggered a good write by now. but no. there's nothing inside me. not even clearly felt pain.
i'm waiting. for the feelings to find there place. for the thoughts to come. for the new year.