Scrambled eggs

My brain

I’ve been trying to write today. Finish up this story I’ve been working on for three monghts and I’m frustrated.

I can’t seem to focus.

WHY?

*Looks around*

I have my laptop open to the manuscript. A true crime documentary playing on the other computer. A cat climbing around my desk. And dinner cooking in the kitchen.

OOOOOH, yeah….maybe that’s it.

Yep, yep, yep.