My track record for writing in the evening is poor as is my quality. Yet here I am again having misplaced my morning.
You’re thinking that yesterday’s effort at creative writing let you down and that I’d raise you up today. I won’t. While yesterday’s post may not have warmed me up like a few jumping jacks, it did feel like a start. It felt like cracking my knuckles.
Today felt like a phone call just as I started to workout. Let’s get that one call out of the way and we can focus on our workout tomorrow.
The Sucking Stops Soon
My track record for writing in the evening is poor as is my quality. Yet here I am again having misplaced my morning.
You’re thinking that yesterday’s effort at creative writing let you down and that I’d raise you up today. I won’t. While yesterday’s post may not have warmed me up like a few jumping jacks, it did feel like a start. It felt like cracking my knuckles.
Today felt like a phone call just as I started to workout. Let’s get that one call out of the way and we can focus on our workout tomorrow.