Nature and I don't get along very well. We coexist, but rather not deal with each other. Light sensitivity and all that means we're not gonna have a good time.
I found out this applies even when generally hiding from it. Was goign to write this morning, but birds chirping outside (had front door open for the breeze) really bugged me. I can't write when it's quiet, but apparently I need my noise rather than nature taunting me.
I tried to write a bit last week too, and the power went out. Maybe it was a hint.
I think I'm overdue for a nap, but we'll see what can be mustered up today... other than the sleepy cobwebs, I can feel creativity waiting and brewing underneath.
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