Ok we’re only four days into the NaBloPoMo thing and I’m already crumbling under the pressure. Pressure to write something. Something sensible. Something meaningful. Every. Day.
I’m quickly realising that I can’t do sensible or meaningful EVERY DAY. I need time to ponder, reflect, think… or you get what you’re getting now which is essentially just a pile of crap.
So… starting tomorrow, well, I’m going to try to write something more meaningful. Something that actually has something to do with the theme, anyway. I can’t guarantee the results, but I’ll give it a go.
At least my playmate is happy with her new bed, and her heat pad. 🙂