Today's been a busy day. Tomorrow promises to be busier.
I didn't get to write today - I'm not even sure I switched on my laptop - and so my word count is falling behind dreadfully. It's nearing bedtime. For me, that means one thing: tea.
This, of course, to be accompanied by a poem. When I said I didn't write today, I really meant it.
I guess I just have to accept that for the time being, not every day is going to be a writing day.