I’m behind schedule… again… as always. Today it’s because I have a sick daughter, with a fever boogers gushing out of her face. And my son was sent home from school with blood gushing out of his face. It’s fucking gruesome here. And I’m monitoring asthma symptoms and watching for concussions. I just sat the kids down in front of the TV, “Nobody cough, nobody wheeze, nobody sleep, nobody barf and no one gets rushed to the ER. Got it?”
If only life weren’t constantly in my way, I could get so much done. But then, I guess there would be nothing to do. I’d just sit around and Instagram my coffee.
But one day… one day I will have time. And that day I will sit down and I will write a book. With pages. And information. And jokes. And page numbers. And other things that books have. It will be glorious. It might even be about something. Maybe.
What’s the thing you’d do if you were me and had time? What’s the thing you’d do if you were you and had time? What’s the thing you think everyone should do if they get time? Should I sacrifice my children to the gods and just write a book about my journey to divine sacrifice?
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