I was supposed to be writing for the past 29 minutes, but this is what I have been doing:
- Thinking about going back to bed, “just for a little while.”
- Sipping coffee.
- Re-reading my blog.
- Thinking, “there is nothing really to say that hasn’t been said already.”
- I could just curl up next to Sal and close my eyes…
- My coffee is gone. Time for a refill!
Being a writer is hard work.