an uncomfortable degree of coolness

I haven't posted in some time for a few reasons. Reason 1 being that I am absent-minded and could not remember which of my email addresses corresponded with the myriad of passwords I keep stashed in some compartment of my brain. Therefore, I could not even access this thing. I finally figured it all out. Reason 2 that I have failed to post a new entry is that I find it most irritating trying to write when I'm feeling like a dry well.
I haven't written a poem in years. Poetry used to be such a big part of my life. I'd call up Anthony and we'd share poems for hours and hours...now I feel I have nothing to share. I am unsure if it is because of contentment, in regards to my maturing out of that angst-ridden phase of high school life, though I find myself ill at ease more moments than not throughout the day. Or is it because I have given into the doldrums that accompany winter's lack of warmth, a melancholy state of mind that is no stranger to me this time of year. I am beginning to equally worry and wonder if and what the answer will be to my dreariness?
That's all for now.