This week was a relief, you guys. I felt like me. I didn't get a ton of writing done, but goddamnit, I felt like ME. And I *did* get shit done this week. I put in my time. I didn't over-achieve or even try to...I just achieved. I have a much better, much less...

Tonight's entry number is the year I was born. Crazy! I'm feeling better. This week has been a good one for my psyche. I feel calm, focused, and energetic. At least until I get home, and then I feel tired. But that, I think, is normal. Got my new project for work...

I had good ideas today. Clear. Ideas that I think work. I'd been doubting the beginning of my book. It was feeling too hard. Too much. Too complicated. But that was the darkness, not the light. The clarity I had today on how to start this story solidified that it was...