It’s been an incredibly long day, and I could really use some sleep, but I haven’t written anything yet today, so instead of passing out in bed here I am. It never ceases to amaze me how I can know intellectually that the best thing to do overall is to do the bare minimum in my writing challenge and go get some sleep, yet still really struggle to forgive myself for not doing more, doing better.

Here’s to challenging that uncomfortable feeling that the whole world will collapse in on itself if I don’t confound expectations, and doing the bare minimum.