The “Duh” Factor
Another possible measure of advancing age: I wrote 15,000 words this week, which was good, but at the end of each day my brain felt a bit wrung out, and today, when I’m not writing on the book but did want to write about politics a bit, my brain was still a bit mush. Whoa there, deep thoughts, it’s saying. Yeah, no, not gonna happen today.
So, sorry. I was going to be all insightful and smart, but then my brain went on strike. Maybe tomorrow.