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It was always going to be a challenge, me blogging.
Apart from my foray into writing a cafe column and a few small articles for the Bondi View many moons ago, fiction is where I’m most comfortable.
So, Sunday came and went and no blog.
I missed the fortnightly deadline I'd set myself.
I didn’t forget.
I just didn’t have the headspace to write something.
To write I need to push aside the clutter in my head and there was too much clutter last week:
organising a Master Chef inspired backyard birthday party
migraine
lack of sleep
work
and did I mention a migraine?
Really though, these things are just life.
I’m just annoyed at myself because I missed the deadline.
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