Writer's block sabbatical

Hey guys I have been on a self imposed sabbatical since last year, I had a major writer’s block. Felt a bit stuck. Two years ago a friend, Toetie Madlingozi Blonde invited me to come over for her wedding. I believe that small encounters reveal our soul to us, what our purpose is. I hopped onto a cab from Waterfront to town. The cab driver asked what I am doing in CT and what do I do for a living. The first thing that came out of my mouth was:”I am a writer.” Before I knew what was happening, I had “lied” to the man, how can I say that? How can I lie with a straight face? He immediately said he has a book that needs to be written, he needs an instrument to help him write it and send it out there. Each time I think of him I feel guilty cos I haven’t kept my promise – to contact him but also to be the writer I am… I suppose you expect me to come back with my creative juices flowing and ready to share more of my thoughts. I hope so too:)