Oct the Eleventh (cont’d)
I have stopped writing this chapter like ten times already and I’m hardly 1,500 words into it. I’m so distracted that I’m tempted to watch porn, Journal. I don’t know what’s wrong with me. Why am I having such a hard time getting this shit down? I did the rest and absolutely killed it, so like… ugh. What is with me today? Maybe all the residual THC from my weed-smokin’ days finally ran out and my brain has a bunch of extra energy it doesn’t know what to do with.
Yeah, maybe that’s it. I don’t know. Maybe I shouldn’t look for a reason to justify my being distracted, maybe I should just buckle down and get my shit done. I don’t know. Writing. Bah. Why must you be so strange?
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