For some reason, focus came easy today. I don’t know why. It’s not like I wasn’t any more tired than usual.
I tried to put the plastic lid that goes over a can of wet cat food onto my glass of water this morning. For at least thirty seconds before I realized what I was doing.
Still. Good day. Lots done. Lots more to do.
In the zone.
Target: 1400 words
Written: 1644 words, novel: Father Lightning