Think of everything you wouldn't want to write about. Then think about how you're feeling. After that, look out the window and listen for the the first sound you hear. By then, you'll have at least 3 ideas.
go take a dump, you're sure to have ideas... and if not at least you wont have to take a dump for at least the next 20 mins (taking into account if you have diarrhea or not).
I faced death. I went in with my arms swinging. But I heard my own breath and had to face that I'm still living. I'm still flesh. I hold on to awful feelings. I'm not dead... My chest still draws breath. I hold it. I'm buoyant. There's no end.
