Unfortunately, no two days are the same. Day 2 went by in a blur (can I blame it on my body clock that is used to lazing about on a Sunday?) and before I knew it, it was 6.30pm and all I had done was read through my plot outline and make a few changes. A quick cry later I got down to editing a short story. Anything to take my mind off my lack of accomplishment. Except that it’s not. I can only give myself time to rally my forces like Scarlett O’Hara — tomorrow’s another day. And just for that, here’s a picture
Courage in fire
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