Crash!

I'd been having a pretty good week -- good writing moments (or so I thought), lots of energy and feeling strangely optimistic about my future.

Today I woke up with the sense that all those groovy vibes were sliding away. By mid-afternoon, they were almost completely gone.

I was left with the sense of pending failure, serious doubts about any writing ability I might have, and major stress about my finances. By early evening, I was a psychotic mess.

Today was not a good day.
I'm glad it's over.