So I woke up and hour early today and with the intent of doing some writing.

My train ride takes roughly an hour. Subtracting out the time to walk from the Starbucks to work, which is right next to the station, I got just under two hours in of writing.

I’ve had a few chances to write today but haven’t found the motivation to really do it.

Isn’t just under two hours enough? Do I have to write more if time should present itself? I believe my lack of additional output has already answered this question.

I am allowed to be a slug (at times).

I am giving myself permission to not be all that I can be.

I am after all… only human.

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A few days ago I posted something in an online writing Facebook group about trying to get a local writing group together early on Saturday mornings. I suggested somewhere in the 7-10 am range. Very quickly one person, an elderly person mind you, said “I don’t start my day until after 10am.” Really? I thought old(er) people love getting up early? I don’t enjoy getting up early but its the only me time I get so I’ve come to kind of enjoy it.

Life… one big joke.