It is the beginning of the weekend and I managed to wake up without a hangover (the key is staying hydrate. Drink 1 cup water for every 2 drinks you have). I wasn’t the first one up but I was one of the first few. Today, for some reason I am feeling as if my mind were everywhere but here. It seems to be a thousand miles away, wishing I were with othe people I love and adore. I feel like my life has taken on that kind of holding pattern sensation.
I am also very behind on my writing. I did not write a thing for 2 days and today seems to be flowing past me with the same sort of disinterest to sit down and write. By tomorrow, I am supposed to be at about a quarter of the way. I should be over 13,000 just to feel that I will make it to the full 50,000 by the 30th. But the way I am feeling, is like this fine spider silk thread is what is keeping my mind from just floating away.
Just seems like the party is over.