Except for the past couple nights, sleep has eluded me. That's not healthy. It also suppresses my productivity and creative abilities. Not acceptable. This means I need to stick to a tighter, more regimented schedule (which is not me, but if I want to be successful with my writing I have no choice). I've been working on my bedtime routine (again) and trying to get to sleep earlier. It's a struggle for someone like me: a night hawk by nature, and one without discipline.
However, I see that so much of what I want to accomplish is suffering, and, again, not acceptable.
On a brighter note I'm only one, maybe two, chapters away from completing Bouquets and Motorcycles. It's what I'll be working on this week, and might have some good news in that area by Saturday.
Anyway, my chubby calico just told me it's time for a cuddle, so must end this for now.
Goal for today: Bouquets and Motorcycles.
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