It’s my birthday. . .

And I’m writing, damn it!

It is 3:48am, and I’m sacrificing sleep for my true bliss . . . One hour of undisturbed block of writing. It is just my blogs but it is bliss. 

  • No one interrupting me just to purposely step on my nerve. 
  • No one asking if I am ok after I growl at previous person. 
  • No one asking me to cook or make coffee.
  • No one complaining about some trivial thing. 
  • No one giving me a random sports or video game piece of info I’ll never use. 

Just me with my endless head. 

Between lack of comfort, lack of machinery, depression, and no lights on at night, I haven’t been writing. Even now I have a creak in my neck, but I am getting some of my blogs done. 

This weekend my goal is to write three short stories . . . One must be a holiday story

Now I must get some sleep. 

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