Was it worth it? No. I rolled out of bed at 7:30. This HAS. TO. STOP!!
Perhaps since I'm not flexing my creative muses in the waking hours I felt the need to revel in the dream.
Then I got up and reamembered that there's bird shit on my car that didn't come out in the car wash (waste of $7) so I had to go scrub it out.
And now I'm here with coffee, no breakfast, and less than an hour to write if I want to practice violin.
Let's see. Prioritahs. Writing > Violin.
I think I can bloody well skip a day if I get some writing done.