I’m facing down the barrel of several guns: the dreaded deadline. I’m doing a whole lot of sitting at blank screens or just not even opening that laptop. I feel incredibly tight & restricted about writing the things I need to write. They are very revealing pieces of work, & the emotional toll will be felt. I put entirely way too much pressure on myself, and the importance of what I’m writing, the depth to which it needs to be perfect are killing me. I am frozen. So, last night I told myself the things I put on my wall. Hopefully today will be better.