I hate to complain…but

I am writing this in the local library. It’s such a cliche of a writer to do so, and I don’t do it that much. Why am I here? Thanks for asking. I am currently on a mission. I am on a mission to find a workspace that works for me. I thought I had it set up nicely at home, but that is slowly not happening. It’s a shame. I like writing at home, or at least I did. That yapping machine is becoming too much to handle. I love you, Pepper, but this isn’t working out.

I hate to moan, but this is what Mondays are for. Writers are supposed to work through the noise. I can’t do that. Not in this household. I am one and a bit paragraphs into this blog, and so far, so good. I will be honest. At this point, I don’t know what I want to write about today. As I said earlier, today was proving difficult. It took a while to get my act together. That’s on me. I didn’t sleep too well last night. That’s partly on me. My dog started barking at my dad, who was gardening outside while she was inside. That’s not on me. I don’t want it to come across as if I am trying to assign blame for why my day isn’t going as well as it should. Maybe tomorrow will be better.

There’s a song that comes to mind when I think that thought, “maybe tomorrow”. It’s Maybe Tomorrow by Stereophonics. It’s a great song. It may sound like a cop-out, but I take comfort in thinking that maybe tomorrow will be better and more productive. The stoic in me would say that tomorrow is never guaranteed but that Fin should chill out. It’s not the end of the world, I guess.

In the professional world of Fin, things are getting heated up again. I was discussing my project with someone today, which excited me to reveal more about the project. If you don’t know what I am talking about, check out last week’s Friday Fiction. More information to come.

I think we will leave it there for today. I hope next week’s Monday blog will be more uplifting. I hope you had a nice weekend, and I hope you have a nice week. See you on Friday for some Fiction. Oranges. Thank you for reading, and thank you for your time.

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