Not sure how I feel about it. I know yesterday I wrote, “If I wake in the morning, I will attempt to endeavor for a better life. I will get back to work on my new novel, The Damaged and Broken, with an even better understanding of both.”
Perhaps, it is a lingering effect of last night’s combination, but I have been dragging today. Didn’t write a word about anything until I started typing these. But, since fate chose for me to wake, I will try to be better tomorrow.