It seems like the stress of everyday life is pressing down a lot these days. I’m being pulled in many different directions as once and having trouble keeping everything attached. I’m avoiding filling my gas tank for fear I may need to take out a second mortgage to fill it. And the awful, horrible things going on in the Gulf Coast - anarchy, shooting, rapes. It’s so upsetting and disappointing - you’d think that adversity would bring out the best in people instead of the worst. :(
I have only written about 1200 words in three days. *pout* I’ve been so distracted by the Muses that my focus has completely shifted. Sasha has been graciously reading The Treasure as I complete it, but I barely have anything to send her.
Thank Gawd it’s a holiday weekend! I need to resettle and get myself back in the zone. I’m kicking my own ass for getting so distracted.
What a depressing post… well, I guess it’s supposed to be a reflection of how I feel right? So I’m feeling stressed, depressed, and (shit can’t think of another word that rhymes).
I think I’ll go ogle some hot pictures on the BTM Yahoo group to cheer me up. Yum, beefcake. ;)
September 2nd, 2005
