For six days now I've been obsessing over a story. I really hadn't planned on spending every waking hour on this. And then last night, I woke up and realized that I had taken the story in totally the wrong direction. It was difficult getting back to sleep after that revelation. But two droppers full of valerian took care of that.
This morning my brain is refusing to wake up. Could it be because the story that I thought was done last night, is, this morning, only halfway done? Who knows. Maybe today when I look at it, I'll change my mind.
I could step back from it for a couple of days but I'm afraid if I do that, I won't return to it. It's happened so many times. You loose steam or get frustrated, put it away, and there it sits, forever, in a folder on the desktop.
God, there must be some reason to live. I know! COFFEE!!!! Gods greatest gift to humans, next to eggs and orgasm.
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