…I didn’t really want to write tonight.
I got to 353 words tonight (Damen felt his chest tighten when he saw them). Not even close to an accomplishment, but still something closer to the ultimate goal.
I don’t even remember writing anything last night. As a matter of fact, I barely remember what happened this evening, though I’ve got a full belly and I’m home safe, so whatever did happen, it turned out all right.
I suppose I’m just happy I wrote anything at all.