slooooow progress

a task that should have taken me all of 5 minutes to do has taken up the better part of the night. three pages....that's all i have to type. i'm almost done but dear divine, it's killing me. half of the problem is that i'm tired and my brain isn't working at full capacity and half of the problem is that i just can't get in the mind-set to write this fucker. i keep waiting for the "flow" but it just ain't happening tonight. the other half of the problem (yeah, at 4 am there are three halves to this equation) is that the sexiest man alive is snoozing on my couch and all i want to do right now is snuggle up in bed next to him.

jesus, i'm tired. perhaps i should take a break and get a few hours of sleep. maybe my brain will work better rested. i'm just worried that once i go to sleep, i'll lose the ounce of will i have to complete my task. 20 pages down and i only have three left. i know i can do this. i need to cowboy the fuck up and just do it.

fuck it. i'm laying out the bedroll.
i'll don my chaps on tomorrow.