recycling words.

12:45pm – There are days when I’m writing that I think I might be on to something. And then there are days like today when I think “there’s nothing new under the sun” and I’m just recycling words.

I think I need an endorphin.

and a mentor.

2:45pm – I abandoned the writing and had lunch with the Lord.

Then I cleaned the back porch.

Sitting down with the computer again, praying I’m not cleaning the house in an hour – because really, if I do that, I’m desperate.

5:59pm – My living room is clean now.

Your insights are welcome! (profanity and sarcasm, not so much)

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