I drove through a cold front on the way home, and it was a good thing… It was hotter than Satan’s scrotum today. But the front cooled things down a little. I hear it’s bringing rain tonight. We’ll see about that.
Last night, I got on a roll writing one of my stories, and it’s continuing today. One of my fictional stories, not one for work. I was reading back through my unfinished works and realized that several of them deserve work. So I’m working on this one. I wrote for like four solid hours yesterday.
But this morning, at work, it was the opposite. I think I had a brain fart and a brain freeze at the same time. Which is really gross, if you think about it. But I was unable to function. I kept getting distracted; my mind was diverted.
Maybe part of it was the weird dream I had last night. In the dream, my father was some kind of Jedi master, but wearing his overalls instead of a Jedi robe. He killed about six dark lords while I was lying crushed under a heavy piece of machinery. Then he chased one off. I was lying there by myself when I woke up. Very weird.