A Writer's Notebook, Day One-Thousand-One-Hundred-And-Seventy-Four

I had to get up quite early this morning to get to the airport.  As well,, I was worried, as there was news of many flights being cancelled, but it all went fine and I am back in Florida at home.  Melissa and I both fell asleep this afternoon, and I woke up in the middle of the night and realized I had not done any of my writing for the day.  I could easily have chosen to not write, and that would not be a bad thing to do, in general.  If I had not woken up, or hadn't thought of it, I wouldn't hold it against myself.  I might do a bit of extra work after, but that is not a major thing.  I am writing a lot less than I did for a long time, and I am alright with that.  I am glad to have done the work, though, and I do like the inertia of continuing each day.  I don't think it is a necessity, but I know that, for me, keeping going this way is better than attempting to restart again.

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