Goals met.

Damn. I feel pretty good right now. I challenged myself to write 3000 words in 3 hours, and I pulled it off. Ouch, say my wrists and To Bed, says my brain. Yet, I know naught of what they speak, for I have written!!

And apparently the connection from my brain to my fingers has been severed, because I have no idea what the above means.

I sleep much lots now.