March 9th, 2020 – 530

I consider myself a rational person in most respects. I am a little hot-headed at times, which granted if you know me is a gargantuan understatement, but I do use reason. I have beliefs, but I encourage challenge to them. I try and allow a reasonable, even scientific approach to infuse all my decisions and reasoning. But when I woke up today with a sore throat, I have to admit, my first thought was two words long. The first was “oh” and the second isn’t allowed to appear on this swearing-free blog. 

Let’s be clear here: I do not have you know what. Of course I don’t. This is psychosomatic, and is my paranoia getting the better of me. I have to remember that I used to have extreme paranoia problems not long ago, so it’s no suprise I still have a shadow. My guess is I am run down, but not to the point of nonfunctional. I took a break at the exact right time to prevent it getting worse. Coffee is helping it, which is often the case when I have a sore throat and it’s only me being weaker than average.

What’s now stronger than average – that segue man – is the wordcount on WHT. It not stands at 79,400, which means we hit 80K tomorrow – or later today if I write more after work. As I have an RP session that is unlikely, but even so. I wrote WHT across two journals, and I got a fair chunk into the second one. I haven’t even started on that journal yet. This is going to be a +100K story after all. Here’s hoping I have enough time to edit it properly.

Right back to work. Wish me luck. Or you know, at least wish me not to have you know what.