April has been kicking my ass. This morning I had to bring The Husband to the ER for the third time in two weeks. None of it is life-threatening stuff, but it sucks up so much of my time and energy.
My brain only seems to be functioning on input these days; output is close to nil, and storage and processing aren't that hot either. I've been reading a ton, and watching a lot of movies, but only managing to write ~100 words a day. I'm still inching through the first day of summit talks; I've written the end of the scene, which makes it feel less daunting to work on the middle.
I need a day with no crises to re-charge my brain so I can THINK again.