It's been far too long already since I've written. My self indulgence isn't getting indulged, and I need to figure out where to either get the willpower to do it or the time in the day - I'm not sure which it requires more of. I've managed to write about my kids, which is good, and get some of my journal entries entered, but that's about it. Nothing really new emanating from my brain. I've been having a bunch of wild dreams, but can't for the life of me remember them to write 'em down. Well, except for one where all the hair on the top of my head had fallen out, leaving just a halo/ half halo. This didn't bother me, the horror of my dream was that I looked like my father.
Go figure.
I need to eek some more writing time.
Robin Williams Got Me Laid
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