Four more days. That's the last surge I need to endure. The beginning of this past week was so hectic, it took me three days to recover by being comatose, only alternating from my bed to the couch. Not to say that my mind has been a blank. On the contrary, I've had so many "inspiring" thoughts I didn't know what to do with them. I wanted to avoid long convoluted posts about 500 different things; I need to focus. (Challenge!)
Hence the lack of, well everything.
On the one hand, I wanted to stick to my resolution of writing daily. But I also had to remember my other resolutions to take time for me. It's a hard balance. Especially for myself because I'm the type to dance from each polarity (case in point).
I wasn't completely unproductive. I booked our European vacation. I tidied up my resume & cover letter to get ready to mass mail them this week. I even cracked open one textbook to catch up on 17 chapters worth of readings.
I might even try to make another post today to compensate. March madness indeed.