Last night I worked on the details to one of the short stories that is causing chaos in my brain and this morning I wanted to write about something completely different, which is usually a sign that I should move onto something else. I know a story is worth writing when it compels me to to write it, no matter what.
Things have been feeling a bit stagnant and depressing, so that is when I knew it was time for me to move the furniture in my room about. Whenever my life is not working out the way I want, I change my room around, which as you must know, tends to be a lot. My mom once told me that constantly changing the placement of furniture in one's room tends to cause your whole life to constantly jumble around too. I guess I tend to have a restless soul.
What are you guys up to?