I'm writing up some technical documentation for work, and it's draining the fiction writing drive right out of me. No doubt this is also due to the fact that I brought my work home with me and have been laboring away on it past 10 pm, with an early morning meeting tomorrow.
In the meditation class I took, the instructor taught us a technique that, when some people tried it, caused them to fall asleep. These people admitted to being short on sleep, and being so relaxed for the first time that day allowed them start napping. The instructor noted that in such a case, it's more important to address your sleep deprivation than to worry about perfecting a meditation technique.
I know that if I truly loved writing, blah blah, I would make time for it every day, yeah, yeah. But there's still life to deal with, and poor health from lack of sleep or exercise isn't going to make me a better writer.
Good night.


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