Blizzard outside, bring umbrellas.
It’s raining outside and I promised myself that I would work on writing every day and while I have followed up on that promise for the most part I haven’t been doing so here and the whole point of setting up the tumblr was to encourage myself to write more… Tis a shame I can’t follow through without forcing myself to it.
The water jug sits on the counter less than half full and even an optimist has to point out that it is nearly empty when it dips below half. The jug perspires but no one notices, they’ve all left for the day and gone home. This leaves the jug in a peculiar predicament. Alone, this experience will be the first it ever feels and chances are it will dig its claws and eat at the jug’s sanity. In a desperate attempt to soften the damage being done by Loneliness, it’ll tip over and try to suffocate it, but it won’t be enough when Loneliness stands up and it’ll be helpless. Even turtles will point and laugh.
This is why I’m glad I’m not the jug I left on my desk before I came to B&N to write today.
