February 6

This was almost the first day without an entry (as opposed to the days when the entries were written but for some reason didn’t post, which has happened… three times now?). We can successfully blame workload and the fact that the DC Comics news broke before I got up, making me behind the curve before I’d even gotten out of bed, always the greatest way to start the last day of the week. But now, 4000+ words, a gym trip, an emergency shopping trip to get stuff for a sick wife, and not one but two abandoned phone calls later — oh, and a couple of meals, but that should be taken as read — I am so close to putting off the computer for the week.

There’s such a sense of accomplishment at this point. The annoyances and things I didn’t get around to — which, for the second week running, is “I should’ve really done more on Tumblr” — fade into the background, replaced by a feeling that’s best described as Oh God I made it, I didn’t think I would. When every week ends feeling like you’ve narrowly escaped something by the skin of your teeth, that’s when you feel truly alive, right…? Right…?

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