The Dirty Dozen–qi

A very astute 17 year old once told me that if his mother didn’t have a crisis going on, she would sledge hammer the washing machine. Today, I thought seriously about pulling out the sledge. It’s funny, how we rally in a crisis, but without a crisis, the adrenaline is lost.

Finishing Act Three was a big deal yesterday. Being a what’s next? sort of person, I immediately started fretting about the ending. Today, I stalled. I did every household chore. I argued with Bacon. I went to the library and to Home Depot. I put off what I knew to be inevitable. When I finally wrote, I felt overwhelming relief.

A thousand words at a time, I only have to do a thousand words. Then I can quit. I can check that box off on the list. Done.

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