I overslept, and now there’s no chance of getting a little exercise in before I go work an early shift. The plan was to go to work at two after a nice long walk out to the Sunset, but that’s not happening now. Either I go for a walk and get to work late, or I skip the walk and get to work on time. Or I walk to work, hmmmm. That’s an idea.
All I know is I didn’t get to sleep early enough last night, and it seems lately that my body is requiring eight solid hours or it doesn’t want to move unless it absolutely has to.
So I’m out of bed late and my day has been thrown off. I’m hoping to be able to adjust it by getting to work early and knocking my shift out by about midnight, but we’ll see – I still gotta eat some breakfast and pack a lunch for my shift as well as make a couple of phone calls after I finish these words, which gives me about an hour to get all that done before I need to leave for work.
Some days I just don’t want to write because it takes up too much time and some days I don’t want to write because I don’t have anything to say. Today it’s both.
Thankfully, I’m not thinking about what anyone reading these words really thinks about my subject matter, because if I thought about the reader I wouldn’t be able to write about waking up late and not getting exercise. The topics that are currently on my mind are too uninteresting to think of foisting upon anyone taking time out of their day to read this, but I’m writing mostly for my own edification here on this blog. It’s about writing a certain number of words a day, stringing together a cohesive sentence followed by another one and having a daily practice more than it is anything else.
Lately, things have been so uninteresting at work that I’m starting to wonder if I haven’t gotten a little jaded as far as people go. I feel as though I haven’t seen anything truly interesting in a while and that life has been a bit boring, at least from a writing standpoint.
But I haven’t missed a day so far this year and there’s less than a third of 2013 left. I’m still surprised that I’ve made it this many posts in a row without missing one, but now it feels as though I can’t blow a day off now. Who the fuck wants to get ninety percent towards a goal they’ve created for themselves only to give up in the home stretch?
Not me.
Still, I can’t help but feel as though I don’t have much to say at the moment. I’m groggy from having just woken up, I haven’t had much happen since I last posted, unless you want to count going to sleep and waking up late.
But just like that, there’s five hundred words and my brain feels a little more awake than it did when I rolled out of bed thirty minutes ago.
And there’s still got enough time to knock out breakfast before I walk to work.
Guess it’s time to put one foot in front of the other and get to my day.
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