I'm not quite sure how today turned into an off kilter day. I'd say "should of stayed in bed" but would be in the same place I am now. Blank of mind and bereft of words, numb from the silent cacophony of thoughts churning, hurtling around on misaligned trajectories, crashing. Would if I could write my way through it. Like this:
Come one, come all:
Early Birds and Late Night Slicers, Planners and Pantsers,
to the Two Writing Teachers March 2021 Slice of Life Challenge (SOLSC).