It's been 25 minutes. I checked the stop watch I set to countdown from an hour. Already 25 minutes have passed and I'm looking at a page with even fewer words that I have left on the clock.
I'm out of practice. It's been nearly one year since I've written anything for myself that wasn't on the a cocktail napkin, receipt, or...in a google chat status box.
But still. This is a start. I'll count it.