Warm Up

Wake up, wake up, wake up, wake up. I really don't want to go Christmas shopping.

The work has been sitting here for the past week staring at me, winking at me, repeating over and over, "let's go baby!" Even these warm ups are hard. Have to get back into it. Have to be able to write a sentence without going back and re-reading it ten times, and just making it worse. Have to work on my voice. I've spend so long writing formally, I keep forgetting it's okay to sound like I'm talking.

Thinking outloud should be just that.