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I missed writing yesterday.

Been feeling like the crap all week, but y'know, I'd been getting by. Did 113 words Friday night, and 131 tonight, but nada on Saturday. 77 days into this, and I blow it.

I am highly annoyed with myself.


I don't think a 77-day streak ever ought to be considered blowing it. Dude, you wrote every day for 77 days. And then you picked it up again today. Give yourself a break, why not?

77 day streak is great, man! Just get back to it the next day, which you did. You're doing great!