 My trusty "I read banned books" bag, with the headphones that were recommended to me by a ragamuffin. |  What my living room looks like at 5 in the morning. As if I am alone on the moon, civilization stopping outside my porch door. |
You may start seeing these come in at weird times, because:
A. In order to get ready for Europe, I'm trying to change my sleeping schedule ahead of time. I start workshops the day I arrive.
B. I will be in Europe starting Tuesday, for a month, and if you're in the US, then that is going to be weird.
Currently, it's A. Currently, it's 5 in the morning here in the Midwest, and I am trying to wake up by doing something productive. Because I had to go to bed early yesterday, I will write a blog for yesterday now, and then somehow get another blog in either tomorrow morning at 4, or sometime during this ridiculously long and tiring day that hasn't even started yet.
So my Friday was productive, although I went through Friday in a stupor, thinking it was Saturday. We packed up our things and went to Village Inn to eat lunch and write. It was awesome. I actually got through a chapter and fixed something in the book. It was a good step forward.
The rest of the day was running errands, going to an eye exam, working out, all the fun things in life.
And now I'm awake, unable to let myself go back to sleep, and unable to actually do anything productive because I'm half awake.
It's dark outside. It's going to continue to be dark outside. I have to start getting up at 2 in the morning in a couple of days. What the hell is this torture.
A. In order to get ready for Europe, I'm trying to change my sleeping schedule ahead of time. I start workshops the day I arrive.
B. I will be in Europe starting Tuesday, for a month, and if you're in the US, then that is going to be weird.
Currently, it's A. Currently, it's 5 in the morning here in the Midwest, and I am trying to wake up by doing something productive. Because I had to go to bed early yesterday, I will write a blog for yesterday now, and then somehow get another blog in either tomorrow morning at 4, or sometime during this ridiculously long and tiring day that hasn't even started yet.
So my Friday was productive, although I went through Friday in a stupor, thinking it was Saturday. We packed up our things and went to Village Inn to eat lunch and write. It was awesome. I actually got through a chapter and fixed something in the book. It was a good step forward.
The rest of the day was running errands, going to an eye exam, working out, all the fun things in life.
And now I'm awake, unable to let myself go back to sleep, and unable to actually do anything productive because I'm half awake.
It's dark outside. It's going to continue to be dark outside. I have to start getting up at 2 in the morning in a couple of days. What the hell is this torture.
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