I’m not sure what frustrates me more. Wanting to write but being too exhausted to or when I write and the words come slower than snail through my mind. It is like the inspiration is struggling to spark, and blister into fire of words. I have desperately wanted to write over the past few days but between life and torrential downpours making my backyard into a muddy river of grass and rainwater. Which in turns causes the garage to flood, and I need to sweep the water out, over several hours. This is an exhausting task, which means if I ever manage to sit down, I’m to exhausted to do much of anything but sleep. Hopefully that will change and I can play catch-up, over the next few days if mother nature can keep the heavy rain in the clouds.
I’m currently struggling with the exhaustion thing. Hopefully mother nature will be kind for you.
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