You know what? I plan not to write today.
I feel a twinge of guilt. I want to be a "write a little every day" person. But today, I'm just not feeling it. And even though I'm stuck at home all day waiting for a UPS delivery,** I just don't feel so into the writing.
I can't let one day become a week, and a month, and so on. But today, I need to not think about the documents and what they're saying. So my "three things" list for today doesn't feature the standard "write 600 words." I don't think that's such a bad thing. Except that maybe I do, or else I wouldn't be blogging it.
Whatevs. Here's a photo of people reading things:
**A pair of sensible work shoes, and a yoga mat to replace the one that was stolen (WTF? Who steals a yoga mat?), if you care.