It’s very hard to concentrate when fear is rumbling around your head.
Yesterday, a large, pointy-ended pebble of “unreasonable concern” about
the weather got stuck in my skull, cluttering up every thought with apocalyptic
what-if’s. As a result, no writing was done.
So, a limpet of guilt now clings to the weather-worry rock as it
tumbles around upstairs.
*sighs*
My mind is a laughably exhausting place to be most times. Be glad you’re
not here.
Until tomorrow…
Chloe
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