Good morning, world 🙂
It’s 7 am, have a cup of coffee.
What are you going to do today?
I promised myself I would be up by 4;30am, writing whatever few hundred words came to mind.
So, let’s see…
I guess this would be a good place to discuss goals, right? Those “dreams with a plan attached,” things? I’m feeling eloquent, I really am, but whatever. Even if I inarticulately get things done, I still get them done.
Now, I’ve got a lot of shit to do today. It’s going to be a day of clearing my desk. Things have to happen, shit has to move. I need to pounce on this manuscript and nail it with a line-editing hammer.
Then I need to…
I don’t know, make this blog look presentable?
Here’s the thing with themes, guys. I’m puttering as I go along. I’m not a super tech savvy person, but I’ve got to cobble together an internet home. A growing freelance writing and editing portfolio seems like a good start. As long as I make a little money to take care of my family, then fuck it, all is well with the world.
It’s amazing how much your priorities shift after you have a kid. It’s like, I now have the greatest responsibility in the world… Taking care of my family. Five years ago, this would have seemed unthinkable to me. I thought I’d have ten cats, a shitty customer service job and a BS in Psychology. Our lives change so much, so often. I find this… Freeing somehow. Letting go of your past selves liberates you. Whatever that means.
Alright, world. It’s been real. I’ll check in with you tomorrow, let you know how this whole “Trying have a productive day thing went.” Maybe I’ll even take a picture of my coffee cup in the sun tomorrow, position it real nice. Saturday morning, baby. Nothing more beautiful.
See you at 7’ish, Eastern Standard Time. Be there, or be somewhere else.