I say this because It’s been a long day, in which yours truly does not feel good. It’s a day that encompasses fatigue, annoyance, and a general internal consensus that I am becoming psychologically staged for some real life-changes.
This also means struggling with inspirational turns. Such as today–if it weren’t for some cumbersome millstone of “writing every day” for the first year at least, I perhaps would’ve just crawled back into my overtaxed, ruminatory mind’s eye and called it a day.
It did occur to me to write a couple of trolling letters, to see what would happen. In fact, I’m not sure those guys at the Cupertino Apple factory will think I’m joking; they might actually have to pay me royalties for my stupid idea.
More on that soon. I have an epic rant that led me to write the letter. The idea, of course is not to come off like a complete crackpot–just mildly disoriented with potential–kind of like Susan Boyle on Britain’s Got Talent.