Fifteen Hundred

1,500 consecutive entries in my journal completed as of today. Last month I promised that I'd try to be interesting for this anniversary, but unfortunately, I'm still engaged in that grand old race which is the ticking of the clock and the clicking of the word-count.

Demanding and stressful? Yes, it is. But it has its moments of being euphorically rewarding too, so I keep at it. There may come a day when perpetual tapping at the keyboard wears my fingers right down to useless knuckle-stumps, capable only of bashing out incoherent clumps of random letters, but I assure you that today is not that dfcku ifjzy klsbgk lshwkv.