“I worry about you,” she said.

“Why?” I said.

“You used to have regular blog entries,” she said.  “Now your blog entries are sporadic.  Why?”

“I am distraught,” I said.  “I mope instead of writing.”

“What is upsetting you? ” she said.

“Everything,” I said.

“Can you be specific?”  she said.

“No,” I said.