Food Poisoning episode=over. My poor tummy is going through a bit of PTSD and doesn’t want to consume a lot right now, but there’s no more pain. Thank goodness.
My flash of insight today was that I’m spending too much time trying to finish a lyric that may not come together this month. I have one verse and a chorus, but additional sections aren’t showing themselves readily. I don’t think I know enough about this song yet. Wanted to finish it for the numbers challenge, but it may not happen. So I’m moving on. To a song called Ghosts. I made this decision and my enthusiasm jumped significantly.
I feel bad about not having so much time to listen to other people’s songs.
Jennifer Egan is my new hero.
Today at work was (is) cruddy. Ick.
I’m assuming I’ll get out of here at some point. Want to go home and start on Ghosts.
Tuesday, February 08, 2011
FAWM. Day 8. Tummy PTSD.
Labels:
crappy work,
FAWM 11,
food poisoning over,
ghosts,
jennifer egan,
tummy ptsd
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