An hour ago, Saint Aardvark said,
“You have three and a half hours! Before the end of the day! To post something!”
“Enh,” I said. I was on the couch, drinking wine, flipping channels on the TV.
“Hm?” he said.
“I started three posts today,” I explained, “they all devolved to: This is stupid. That is stupid. The other thing. Stupid. I didn’t feel like writing that.”
“Fair enough,” he said.
The world doesn’t need to know how stupid it is, I thought.
I watched some TV and simmered down.
Five things for the next week:
1. Drink more water
2. Smile when I’m alone
3. Write from joy
4. Write from anger