Couldn’t Sleep…So I Wrote

Woke up somewhere between 3:30 and 3:50 this morning and couldn’t go back to sleep.  I was expecting a phone call earlier in the evening, a phone call that never came and it threw me off completely.  So, when the clock struck 5:00, an hour before my alarm was to go off, and it became apparent that I wouldn’t be going back to sleep, I decided, what better time than to get up and write?  I’d planned to make that priority number one, anyway, so getting it in an hour earlier than I’d planned didn’t seem like a bad thing.  I worked on one of the oldest stories I have, one that I feel very strongly about and love very deeply, but have been working on it for so long that it’s gotten old, stale.  Even with all of the changes I’ve made…  So, it’s fallen by the wayside.  Earleir this week I decided to give it another try.  I’m going to keep at it until this thing is finished!  Wether it will be published or not…that’s another story, but I’m going to try.  I got the first chapter revamped and I have to figure out what I’m going to do with the second…but at least I have a plan.  =)  That’s a good note to start the day on.

Oh…and, while I didn’t get a phone call, I did get a text.  lol

Much Loves

Back Burner

Blogging has kind of been pushed to the back burner this week.  So has writing, or reading, or cleaning, or eating for that matter.  This weekend, my life went to hell.  (Pardon the language)  The only good thing in it, the one thing that kept me happy, kept me going, broke.  Shattered.  I’m not coping well.  Actually, the only thing that I seem able to do well right now is sleep.  So, if the blogs seem few and far between, I apologize.  I’m not in a good place right now.

Tomorrow is my birthday, and, for the first time, I think, I’m not looking forward to it.  I’m not looking forward to this weekend like I was.  I really have nothing left to look forward to, right now.  I thought things were headed in a certain direction, and now they’ve come to a screeching halt.  I feel like I’m standing in the middle of the road asking, “You’ve taken my car and my map.  What am I supposed to do now?”  My emotional state is a mess, my head is a jumble, and my heart is broken.  I’ll blog as I feel I can.  This is just a courtesy, really.

Much Loves