but instead I'm sitting here, looking out on a flat grey sky, feeling a little lack lustre myself. Spent some time yesterday getting my stuff together for teaching - doing up session plans and so forth, so it wasn't an unproductive day. Maybe that made me aware of how soon the year will kick in.
More likely, though, it's because I haven't done any real writing lately - not since before the camping adventure. I should just knuckle down and look at chapter five of the youknowwhat. Or revise the first story in Stray Dogs. Or even write a poem.
Just something to reconnect me with this job I do. Yeah. Good idea. I'll just walk the dogs first...
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