Not exactly ground hog day, but the sameness is sinking in and it’s probably time to get out and sniff the air.
Up a little later than usual. Posted some good work at the keyboard—revisions mostly—then went worked out and went off to PT.
Feel like I’ve been trying to write myself out of two or three significant holes, but have learned not to trust the inside my head when the world’s otherwise got me down. Just keep drafting. That’s the secret. Get brutal with the edits when you’re in a more stable frame of mind.
Brief FacetTime with Jack and Matty this afternoon. Fun to see them so jacked about Christmas. Wish we were going to be there.
Thought I might get in a little reading today, but it wasn’t to be. Tomorrow, maybe. Until then, call it a day.