Well, I have to say, this is going well so far. Doubly so given that the original proponent of the whole “oneaday” thing has given up. It’s fair enough, really – committing yourself to writing something every single day, even if it’s complete crap and doesn’t mean anything to anyone but yourself can be a bind, but I’ve made sure (so far) to ensure that I don’t get behind – even if that means frantically typing something on my iPhone while lying in bed, or typing something at 3 in the morning while pissed up on gin and tonic.
So the blogging’s going well, at least. I’m approaching the end of my week off now, though, and my body is starting to let me know this fact. I hadn’t been directly thinking about my return to work, but still I’ve developed a cough and a horrible nauseous feeling in the pit of my stomac
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