Those Lost Days …
You ever have those days when the morning starts right, but then some little pixie jumps out at you, and screws with your head? Then the rest of the afternoon just turns to mush? Well that’s been my afternoon.
I have just spent 6 hours trying to write a post, and l have just deleted it. I had an idea, l knew which series, but then l got caught up one detail, that it bugged the crap out of me, then if that wasn’t bad enough, l started writing and realised that somewhere along the way l lost the plot literally and when l read it back, l realised l had five stories wrapped up into one that didn’t make any sense?
I feel this is what comes from taking a double dose of painkillers instead of the usual single tablet, to cope with the ever increasing pain in my shoulder and all it did was completely fry my brain.
I lost my thought, l lost the plot and l lost my afternoon all thanks to bloody chemicals.
Grief, l absolutely detest tablets!
Oh well, there is always tomorrow.