The Wayfarer (mnfaure) wrote,
The Wayfarer

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The State of My Mind

 I had a waitressing nightmare last night.

I haven't waited tables in...oh, almost 10 years. But I still have nightmares of too many tables to wait, not getting the drinks soon enough, forgetting to turn in orders, customers pissed at me.

These dreams are a sure sign I'm stressed and feeling that things are out of my control.  I'm just hoping that now that the majority of the comparison shopping for the trip is over, I can relax.

I haven't even been able to write this weekend.

I killed off a character, and the writing that was going suddenly became a lot harder. I don't think it was sadness at seeing the character go so much as having too much on my plate to deal with.

At least I hope. I'm going to see if I can get some words now...
Tags: dreams, that thing called writing, witherwilds
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