I dunno what this is for anymore

Why do I write?

I used to write so much.

I used to share my ideas, my conclusions, my methodology with the world.

Not anymore.

This blog, I opened in an attempt to point out the facts in life that I thought were worth pointing out.  This blog, I opened so I could open up my head and my heart to the world.

I'm dry.  Work has me overworked.  Personal relationships are a distant glimmer of the past.  The new people in my life, they are all far away from me, one way or the other.  No fucking inspiration to write, no new ideas, no time.  Anger and momentum drives me today, and I don't think I have that much anger or momentum in me anymore; nor are anger and momentum good inspirations to write.  There's so much I want to say, and nobody I can tell it to.

Dear readers of the world, or perhaps the ten readers that remain here... What should I do?