You can tell it's a Monday. I'm tired from the weekend. My mind is spinning in at least 20 different directions. My throat hurts.
Some writers say that there are writing days and then there are idea days. Perhaps today is just an idea day. Maybe today is the day where I outline a few articles and flesh out a few queries.
The sun is finally shining - after a nearly week-long rain spell. There's a definite fall crispness in the air. Perhaps a walk will open the communication lines between my brain and my fingertips.
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