I believe the saying is, do what you love and you’ll never work a day?
I’m up. A little over six hours after I went to bed, (I know I said 0030 last night, but it was more like 0148 before I actually lay down) and I’m back, ready and raring to go.
*yawn* Okay, maybe not as ready as I’d like. But I was driven from my bed by idea after idea, and resistance is futile in such cases. I might manage to stay in bed all day–but I won’t be getting back to sleep, so what’s the point?
My desk is sure pretty. That’s what I was doing when I originally meant to go to bed last night–clearing off my desk. (yes, I know I just did that recently. You wouldn’t believe how fast it piles up.)
Ooh. Babbling. Not good. Maybe I should get to the writing with what’s left of my brain.
More coffee. The answer to many things is more coffee.
Charge!