
NOTHING beats the feeling of suddenly starting and finishing a story in one sitting. I feel so blissful and accomplished and emptied that nothing can rob me of this high, not the fact that I sacrificed my shower to write undisturbed or that I wrote for almost four hours straight.
Now going to bed to finish reading my book.
I have high hopes for tomorrow as well. Life is good.
PS. JF=heartbreaking,aching,real,raw,<3.