This is from April, it was my 365 from April 5th. It is me. I wanted to go to bed.
Today, I find, I am the exact opposite: I need to go to bed but I want nothing more than to stay up and write. I thirst for it. I am wholly inspired. I could use this inspiration for anything written but it would be sensible to use it to work on the-Writing-Project-which-is-actually-a-dissertation-but-they-call-it-a-writing-project-(I-think-it-makes-it-less-scary), which I will hence forth call: TWPWIAADBTCIAWP(ITIMILS). If I remember, which I won’t.
Using this sudden bout of inspiration and drive, which I have been lacking over the last few days even though I was writing the other day, would benefit the BA. But I should sleep. I really should. Really should. And I will. I’ve probably used up tonight’s inspiration with this post anyway. Hopefully I will retain some and be able to use it tomorrow. We shall keep our limbs crossed.
For those interested this is how I’ve been feeling, in my imaginary room where I have a hat stand and an owl that empathises:
What can I say? We all have our off days. I tend to doodle mine a little too much.