Okay, I actually had to make up a list of things to do today. I've gotten one important one done and deleted off it. I've started looking at the rest of the list and wondering if I really, really care...
Yes, it's headache time again. Might be weather change. Might just be annoyance with everything in general. No reason for it -- things are not going badly, really. Maybe writing almost 170,000 words this month has something to do with it. My brain is rebelling.
I have, by the way, 3425 words to go to 1,000,000. And right now even that looks like... so?
I think I might need a little break here.
But I probably won't take it.