I’ve survived until now. It’s after eight am and my eyes are gluing themselves shut.
I’ve typed a good chunk and handwritten two other chapters as I’m reworking old drafts and my brain finds it easier to write. I’m rambling, sorry.
I’m probably going to sleep for a while. My hands will be throbbing later, they are already sore but we’ll see how it goes. I need to hit my 15k typed target asap so I can have plenty of time for edits and redrafting before I go back to work.
My chairs are all uncomfortable. I need a big reading chair.
Still forgot to use forest all night.