On the other hand, writing the stories sometimes comes with an amazing sense of accomplishment.
Today I wrote 100 stories even. At least, that’s the way I figure lessons 35 and 36 together as.
Now I’m telling myself that I can do lesson 37 today as well. What’s another 30 something stories when you’ve already done three times that number in one sitting. I started out to do just lesson 35. You can see how this one goes.
I’m tired, cranky, sweaty, and my hands hurt, but I’ve accomplished enough today to keep me going for many to come.
And I’ll keep going. Because if I don’t that will mean I wasted an entire day off doing nothing laundry and something I didn’t enjoy. And only the laundry would have a point.
Sometimes, it really is pure spite that keeps you going. I’ve reached the point where I’m terrified to stop, terrified to lose the momentum. Who knows if I’d ever get it back.
My happiest day on this journey won’t be the day I put that last word into my SRS, it’ll be the day I finish my last story. Because once you’ve done your stories you’re more than halfway there. The rest is all window dressing.
