Seasonal Affective Disorder

Days like this are EXACTLY why I left New York. I hate grey skies -- they make me mopey and tired and sad.

Granted, it could also be guilt about spending so much time yesterday playing in blog world that I didn't even get to my 300 words. Plus Writing Group 1 was cancelled at the last possible minute, so I didn't even talk about my work (much less DO any).

Ick. I have written 500+ uninspired words this morning, at least, but it's just so fucking grey around here I want to punch someone.

1 comment:

Anonymous said...

Sucks when you have unreliable dorks in your group, don't it?