Divisions and Precisions

Procrastinating musings...

It's funny, I spend one day out of my usual routine, and I'm having a horrid time getting back into it this morning. I'm at the computer, I have been since 9, but I haven't done much. I seem to have started breaking the block that hit me yesterday writing-wise. At least, I see the beginnings of a trail in front of me, which is always a good thing.

But I'm just kinda.... blah. Wanting to go back to bed but resisting, because that way madness lies. If I start napping during the day again I'll be back to staying up to 4 and 5 in the morning in no time. And I have to admit, I like having normal days again.

For that matter, I like having developed a little bit of self-discipline over the last month or so--although I guess it would be more accurate to say that I like having reached a mental state where self-discipline is possible. (Says she who should be working right now and isn't... but we won't examine that too closely.) It's funny, when I'm in the middle of the storm, all of my behavior seems to be perfectly reasonable and acceptable, or at least, it all seems to be justified. It's only after the storm passes that I look back at where I was and go, "Jesus. That was messed up." And everyone who knows me goes, "Uh, yeah. We were trying to tell you that."

I'm happy to report that even on my worst days lately, the skies are staying clear, no sign of a storm in sight.