Today was a day. The bad, long kind. Nothing particularly devastating happened, but I felt like I was playing Jenga with the universe. You can guess who would be the more nimble victor of that game.
I want to answer some questions I’ve received about how I pay the bills writing, how I moved to New York, and so on. My small hands grope at the keyboard, and hardly anything positive or interesting comes out. Beyond just writer’s block, I am city blocked. On days like this, I wish I were anywhere but this brutal, expensive, (and today, frigid) place I normally love.
Tomorrow will be better. It has to be.
Amanda,
Sorry you had a bad day yesterday. Hopefully today will be better. Have a great weekend!
~Lady Luck~
You’re sweet. Friday, incidentally, was a much, much, much better day.