Writing in a Fishbowl v3 – Day Eleven

11:24 PM: My birthday today was practically perfect. I started book three. I spent time with my lovely daughters watching a bell choir perform. My soul was filled to the brim. I did, however, say that it was practically perfect. Even the spectacularly bad customer service& food at theterrible downtown Burger King could compare to the blow to my evening joy that was Dunkin Donuts being closed at 9pm. When did that happen? I enjoyed going there after ten all the time. The lobby was empty. There was no hustle and bustle from customers. It was a perfect environment for writing. Hey! I bought a donut or two. To think that losing my business four months ago when I moved across town would affect them so badly. I feel just terrible. I’m sure the lack of customers late at night had nothing to do with it.Being resilient, I recovered and then picked up some Krispy Kreme donuts at a gas station. It wasn’t quite the same ambience that I was looking for, but the donuts weren’t terribly stale, and fun was had by all. I celebrated my fiftieth birthday with a pre-used“7” stuck on my donut while my family sang“Happy birthday” off key. Like I said. Perfect.And now I shall make my last goal for the birth year. I mentioned before that I would start book three and post the chapters online. I made the deadline of my birthday. What I didn’t mention was that I was going to challenge myself to write it within two weeks. That means that book four, whi...
Source: The Splintered Mind by Douglas Cootey - Category: Psychiatry Tags: Family Goodreads Journaling Writing Source Type: blogs