Where I am at is ...a blissful state of...anxiety? No. Not anxiety. Like, that happy place of tapping your feet in a restless energy. Shaking my feet in a too much caffeine, not enough sleep, too much to get done, but happy all the same, sort of place.
And I am sitting at home. Alone. Finishing. My. Book. No, really, I am going to. First draft anyhow. Three chapters left. Big scenes. And here I am. Blogging.
And this song is perfect.