Breathe, two, three...
Aug. 18th, 2011 10:19 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
desperanceToday was always going to be short, I guess. I slept atrociously last night, on the back of too many nights not sleeping well; and then I had a lunch-date with a friend, and good though we were - she drank not at all, I barely had a pint - I came out of there feeling weary to my bones, promising to head back to the library and heading home instead.
Even then, though: I might have done all right with a decent final session, only that I have spent all the evening wheezing like a leaky bellows. I haven't been this asthmatic in an age. Don't know what's brought it on: some physical trigger, or just general stress & anxiety or what. But anyway, here it is. I am half dead and probably quite lucky not to be the other half.
Anyway. Those are my reasons, and these are my numbers: just 1387 words in the day, which puts us rather shamefacedly here:
Even then, though: I might have done all right with a decent final session, only that I have spent all the evening wheezing like a leaky bellows. I haven't been this asthmatic in an age. Don't know what's brought it on: some physical trigger, or just general stress & anxiety or what. But anyway, here it is. I am half dead and probably quite lucky not to be the other half.
Anyway. Those are my reasons, and these are my numbers: just 1387 words in the day, which puts us rather shamefacedly here:
34326 / 80000 words. 42.9% done!