I have a couple of things roughed out. Nothing quite ready to put up.
The thing is, I am just too fucking tired to deal with it, so I am going to bed.
My plan to achieve balance through establishing priorities doesn’t seem to be going very well so far.
I did go to the gym today, and I wrote quite a bit. It just wasn’t enough.
And, and, and…
Zzzzzzzzz
Holy crap. Someone just sent me a text and scare the life out if me. It is possible that I may need to cut back on everything.
Huh? What was that? You told me so? No, I told YOU. I just haven’t done it.
Wait’ll you see how frazzled I am by the end of the week. Tell me so then. You might as well save it up and get it all out at once.