I've written 8 sentences today. I'm stuck. I won't say "this always happens" because it doesn't. It only happens when I write.
Complete frustration isn't creeping in just yet, because I honestly haven't been focusing for very long. I've been commenting viciously on religious repostings of a high school chum on Facebook. I apologize to her each time I say something rude, but I think she knows it's just a matter of time until she presses the delete button on our cyber friendship. Perhaps she will kick my ass at our high school reunion in September. That would be very Christian of her.
I digress... which coincidentally (or notsomuch), I seem to be doing a lot of today. Adult onset ADD. What's that song by AWOLNation say? "Blame it on my ADD, baby." Yeah, I'm feeling it.
Perhaps I need to take an hour or two to finish some household stuff before I sit back down to work. Solves my mess problem and gives me an active outlet so my mind can settle later. Yeah, that's the ticket. I'll just tell myself that for now.
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