Today passed in a kind of haze. I woke up and got out of bed at a reasonable hour. I toddled around the internet reading the morning news and made plans for the day.
Out of the ... pale blue at least, Robert, with whom I am working on a nifty small project, sent a text. Eh voila! I was pressed into service doing a short series budget and schedule. I am not sure whether it was the additional anti-ADHD med I took, but lordy, I sat here and worked steadily, and largely on my own for about four or five hours.
And then I crashed.
And rather crashed I remain.
Ready for bed. But in somewhat ... accomplished spirits.
And all I actually have to offer as a writer, is my version of life. — Anne Lamott
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