I took yesterday off.
*the world gasps*
*a drama queen in the second row
faints*
For the first time since January, I didn’t do a lick of writing beyond
the blog. Now, there have been plenty of days where I haven’t managed to write
a word, but I’ve always tried or at least worked on the plot or researched or…
well, you get the picture.
Yesterday? Nada. Not a darn thing did I do toward my writing career.
Perhaps this wouldn’t be quite so alarming if I didn’t have a July 1
deadline peering at me over the next hilltop. But sometimes health takes precedence
over storytelling.
*section 13B storms out of the
auditorium, mortally offended*
As I mentioned a few days ago, I will be seeing a new doctor this
afternoon. While my panic disorder is on an even keel right now, I figured it
was the perfect time to see if there wasn’t something more I could do to make
my life a little bit more “normal.”
“Normal,” I do realize, is a construct that exists nowhere but in each
of our own imaginations.
There is no “normal” and the world is a far better place because of it.
However…
A part of me (a silly, silly, childish speck of me) still yearns for
it. Just for a touch of it, a glancing blow of the ordinary, perhaps just to
remind me how extraordinary being extraordinary truly is… (That last bit right
there? That would be my latent although often chatty self-pride kicking in. *lol*)
So, I decided to take yesterday off and just breathe for a few hours to
help me prepare for today.
Selfish?
Absolutely.
But I’m extraordinary, what else would you expect?
*chuckles*
Until tomorrow…
Chloe
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