It's no fun trying to focus on reading and critiquing someone's work when your mind just refuses to connect with what it's seeing. That was me at around 4pm today. Before that, I'd ploughed through several pages of one of my dramatic writing books, and even made valid points in class, but try as I might, there was no one home when I had to make an actual physical effort.
So it was a genuine relief to remember I had a night of Chinese food, Blade Runner, and poptarts with a friend to look forward to.
But now that's over, I should get some rest for tomorrow which is my day to explore the local libraries. I will make up for today's missing poem then as well.
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