In a Rut. (Would that be 'Enrutted'?)

So, I haven't written anything in over a month. It's been weird. I've wanted to, sometimes so badly, but nothing formed beyond the blind need to express myself. And now that it's the holiday season and everyone is coming up with festive, light, happy, playful fics all I can come up with is this. It's like someone killed my sense of humor and stashed the body in the root cellar. It used to be that I could find humor in almost everything and it buoyed me up. Not so much lately. All I can say is, thank heavens for Wait Wait... Don't Tell Me. It still hasn't failed to make me laugh.

So please forgive my self-indulgent blues. Hope everyone out there is doing well and having a happy holiday season!

Title: Traces
Author: Lukoni
Characters: Trowa/Quatre
Word Count: ca. 850
Summary: Trowa hasn’t been sleeping, and it’s time to do something about it.
Rating: G
Warnings: Angst. Pointless rambling. It's like a songfic, without the song! (Oh great, we can hardly wait...)

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