These articles feel like a shout into the void. It’s nice.
I just work up from a two-and-a-half hour nap, and I feel rather rejuvinated. It is Sunday today, and I am still chipping away at my supposed-to-be ten page rhetoric paper. I’m about 3 pages in, but I have a solid outline for the rest of the paper and that is always the hardest part for me. It’s harder to know what to write than to write it.
I’m realizing that I don’t have much to say today. It’s been a quiet, introverted day for me.