The Mystery of the Twelfth House Aries

Why do I stupefy myself so much I'm incapable of writing coherently when I've said all my life I want to be a writer and if I'm going to do it it's now or never. 

I still had readers at the end of April,  but when this pain in the hip stuff began and my posts became more and more erratic (and less and less about astrology) my anonymous readership, god bless them, fell off the cliff. I hope they are doing well and would love to get them both back.