In this case I flat out stole the idea from Mairéad's PAD of 27 February, but inverted it to some extent. While that one was "Running On Empty" with a near-empty tank of fuel, mine, as you can see, is filled to the brim. And yet... I'm not going anywhere.

Both metaphorically and literally. Metaphorically this was the point at which I yet again allowed myself to be stuck in a work grind for months.

Literally... you can probably make out the rain on the windshield in the background and while I have no particular qualms about driving in the rain, it does cut down on the available destinations. So instead I stayed at home and shot the interior of my car.

Not running on empty, but all fuelled up and still getting nowhere. I'm not sure which is worse.