It's 5:00 on a Saturday
Regular crowd shuffles in.
No, wait.
I love being up this early. I don't love getting up this early, but once I'm up, it's aces. So peaceful.
I've spent all my "free" time this week writing for Sunday -- I'm going back to the Thing tomorrow to talk to them. (hey -- eight "t's" in a row!) Four people have asked me this week why I keep doing it and I've given four different but honest answers -- proof, I think, that either, A) there are lots of reasons, or, B) I don't know why. At any rate, once this week's Sunday thing and next week's wedding are behind me I ought to have a minute for the bloggery.
No, wait.
I love being up this early. I don't love getting up this early, but once I'm up, it's aces. So peaceful.
I've spent all my "free" time this week writing for Sunday -- I'm going back to the Thing tomorrow to talk to them. (hey -- eight "t's" in a row!) Four people have asked me this week why I keep doing it and I've given four different but honest answers -- proof, I think, that either, A) there are lots of reasons, or, B) I don't know why. At any rate, once this week's Sunday thing and next week's wedding are behind me I ought to have a minute for the bloggery.
2 Comments:
so, why do you keep doing it?
Jared, where you been?
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