OK, that was a weird 24 hours. Violently ill, suddenly fine, and no idea why I ended up in the first or how I got to the second. Imma just add it as a post it to the gargantuan “probably the EDS” board and try not to overthink it. I did think ‘over-exertion’ but that doesn’t explain the rapid recovery. Bug, same problem. I didn’t eat anything weird, and that wouldn’t explain the headache and lack of gut pain. Honestly I’m stumped and a little unnerved. But hey, somehow in the midst of that I wrote a thousand words. And today I wrote a thousand more. Life goes on, and life is good.
November 21st, 2022 – 1,517
Published by Sam Shuttleworth
I’m Sam, and I live to write. I spent most of the first 8 years of my adulthood trying to balance writing with a large amount of crap in my personal life, until towards the end of 2018 I threw everything out and started afresh with just my writing. I built the new me around one goal: I have to write at least 1,000 words a day. I called this goal 1K, and it changed my life. So long as I write a thousand words a day, the day is a success, and atop that I've managed over time to build the life I wanted all those years. My greatest flaws as a writer is I still use too many adjectives, adverbs, connectives as openers, accidental passive voice and I don't force my work down people's throats enough on pain of extreme and unusual torture. My greatest strength is I know my greatest flaws and I'm working on them. View all posts by Sam Shuttleworth