Running On Empty

Is it possible to run out of words the way one runs out of gas on the road?

I don't know if it was the intensity of the last ten days of NaNo or of the last three days of visiting with family but I just seem to have nothing left once I am sitting in front of this screen again after my Mom, sister and nephew have gone to bed. Tonight it was nearly midnight before I got access to the Internet and after midnight before I was alone with my thoughts in front of a blank screen. And even though I know it could be late evening or later again tomorrow before I can get back on, all I can think about is how comfortable that water bed I've been sharing with my sister the last two nights is. And that pillow made of memory foam. And the cuddly gray kitty named Bradley who seems to think I'm the bees knees.

I can't think of anything that could compete with the notion of trundling myself down to the basement and crawling under the quilt.

Here kitty, kitty, kitty.... Bradley.....