What am I doing here? Day 3 of my Starbucks experiment; getting up extra early to do a bit of writing before work. I haven’t yet adjusted to getting up at 10 past 6. I was fiercely resistant to coming to Starbucks this morning, let alone trying to do some writing. With this amount of lethargy and sleepiness in my head, there is no room left for anything to write about.
After writing very little yesterday morning, I thought I would attempt to write more fluently this morning. Sadly, I didn’t account on having nothing to write about. I am void of ideas. To be honest, even if I was stock full of ideas, they would probably all be asleep now anyway. What am I doing up at this time. It takes a special person to be able to write in the morning. This early in the day I struggle to make sure I put my trousers on the right way around, and that I get on the right train. To then try to be half articulate is asking the impossible. To circumvent hitting this wall tomorrow, my strategy is to have some ideas or prompts ready just in case my idea department is still asleep.
Of course, if things go really badly tomorrow - we are talking worst case scenario - I could always write about the strange reactions I get from commuters when they see I am wearing my trousers back to front. Nothing is off limits eh?
