I woke up at 6:30 this morning. I was tired, but could not manage to fall back asleep. That’s the worst.
Got out of bed, dressed, downstairs to get a coffee, breakfast sandwich, back upstairs, and…………….time to write.
I’m trying to get 1,000 words done per day. Today, that meant writing this morning.
I am not a morning person. My thoughts don’t flow. I’m sporadic. I find it difficult to concentrate. Maybe that is why I want to be a writer. Sleep until 9, take my time waking up. Write from 10 to noon. Go for a run. Eat. Take a nap. Wake up, write from 3-5. Then do my thing for the rest of the day.
Sounds good to me.
I find it amazing that some people can make a career out of being mean and nasty. Especially at a Fortune 500 company.
I’m reading The Old Mand and the Sea.
Giants 11 – Rangers 7……………..Didn’t see that coming.
I have a friend. Who is white. Who will be rapping tonight. In public. That I will be paying to see.
My roommate is dead. I found him on one of the mouse traps I set up. He just couldn’t resist the peanut butter.
Writing class is going well. I like writing about things outside of my normal realm of thought.
Is this a heat wave? It was in the 70’s yesterday. November is just a few moments away.
“Yo, I’m just sayin he got some gangsta up in him” – I overheard that statement this morning. I wonder what it means.
I was invited to a singles event tonight. Thanks, but I’ll pass on paying $14 to be uncomfortable.
I need a vacation. Then again, don’t we all? Who came up with this 9-5 thing?
You know what I like? Raspberry Snapple. Though I rarely drink it due to the company’s poor treatment of its former spokesperson……….The Snapple Lady.
I vote for nap time at work. I would be a happier and more productive employee if I could grab 20 minutes at lunch for a snooze.
I feel ill from waking up so early. Let that be a lesson to me. No more waking up early. Unless it is for Wednesday morning yoga class.
I love me some yoga.