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Remember my post yesterday; the yadda yadda yadda about how I was going to be like Ariel and grow legs to walk among the people? Well, I did it, and then I used them to twist my knee going down the stairs while getting off the bus on my way to my first write - in. Yeah - I never made it. Instead, I ended up in the ER, in a knee brace and on crutches. So much for being where the people are.
I'm having a really negative day two thus far. I can barely walk, I hate my story and am seriously considering ditching it. Basically, I am feeling a general blah descending from the NaNo heavens. Two days ago I was on fire, now not only has the fire gone out, I feel like someone has used a fire extinguisher, poured water on it, and dumped a ton of slow melting ice on it for good measure. What is this? Post starting line let down maybe? I've never experienced this other years, but then the last two years I had passion behind my push, the need to redeem myself, the thirst for revenge. This year my goal is to win just for the winning sake, to have a good time. Well, I'm not having a very good time this morning - and it is only day two. What will it be like on day five, day fifteen, day twenty, day twenty-seven?
I wonder if others go through this. Am I the only one who has lost their passion this early in the game? More than anything else I wonder, I worry - will it come back? And if it does, will it be soon?