A Writer's Notebook, Two-Thousand-Two-Hundred-And-Sixty-Three

I did not get myself to work earlier in the day, but I do feel that I made progress, as I got straight to work after dinner for once.  Many times I intend to do this, but often I get to my computer and find myself distracted into procrastinating.  Often, I will just play a game for a while or start looking up random things online.  Tonight, though, I got started immediately, and I feel quite good about that, and knowing that I was able to do that this time gives me an awareness of it as something I can choose again.

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