Day 15
Word count: 0
Family illness. Yes, again. 2018 has not been a kind year.
Day 16
Word count: 0
See Day 15.
Day 17
Word count: 1384
Disjointed day. Went into work with Mr Sage in the morning. Baby shower and saying goodbye to friends in the afternoon.
Day 18
Word count: 0
Struck down by illness. No words.
Day 19
Word count: 1305
I wrote. That’s all I have to say about that.
Day 20
Word count: 0
Storms and lack of electricity. No writing.
Day 21
Word count: 290
Screw it. Life’s meaningless anyway.
Week 3 total: 2979
Overall total: who gives a shit
Sounds like you’re having the same kind of month I am! Sick, falling down the stairs, hip out due to fall from stairs making sitting and standing painful, not to mention family crisis.
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Sometimes that’s just how life is. Amazing how it’s always like that when we’re actually trying to do something, huh?
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Sounds like you’re having the same kind of month I am! Sick, falling down the stairs, hip out due to fall from stairs making sitting and standing painful, not to mention family crisis.
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