Daydreams ran amuck in my head, each clamoring about how they'd make a better story than the one I am working on.
If I don't start writing something I'll go completely, utterly insane
Simply put there is an elephant in the room and I don't want to discuss the issue with anyone for it is a shame to me
The telephone ringing in the apartment downstairs startles me out of my fugue of dreams.
Roadwork noises drown out the sounds of creativity
Arr, the ability to focus on just one project at a time is completely gone.
Concentration is completely shot, so ruined that the bullet coffee for concentration isn't helping today!!!
Today this can't happen to me!
I have a deadline to meet!
Oh, wait, hold on...
Now that's good, real good, I can use that.
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Very relatable lol ❤️😂
Lol, this was definitely somewhat relatable! I loved it!