Day 9

I’m nine days into my self-identity script writing.

I’ve only skipped two so far, which is about a 78% success rate, so I’ll take it. Feck perfuction, right?

I’m currently sitting in bed, in a hotel in NYC, trying to recover from a shitty night’s sleep. There was music outside my window till 11pm, and then I woke up at 1am with a migraine. My body can’t sleep past 7 anymore, so I was up for good at 6:20, cursing my internal clock.

It’s 8:20 now, and the last two hours have not been especially productive. I’ve answered a few emails. Waited 20 minutes for an obscenely expensive yogurt parfait in the hotel lobby because I didn’t feel like putting on pants to go to the cafe down the street. Eaten said yogurt. And now I’ve got an hour before I need to be packed and out the door.

I haven’t written my script for today yet.

My percentage rate may be about to drop again.