I wrote down some goals today. They felt ambitious. And very recently would have felt entirely overwhelming. But they didn't today. I don't know if it was just the good mood I found myself waking up in, or if it's truly a corner that I'm turning, but they all actually...

Thoughts I had today: Panic. I can see the wall I keep hitting with this story, and I wasn't able to get around, over, or through that wall today, not even with James' help. Will I ever find the right story? Reason. There is time. The answer is there. I am close....

My mind is a whirlwind. I'm trying to slow it down. It's not a whirlwind in a good way. It's a whirlwind in that overwhelming anxious way...at least when it comes to trying to write a simple, compelling story. I'm meeting with James tomorrow to go over the new version...