Dear December 1st,
It is now 11:47 PM on October 31st, 2012. As midnight approaches, my longing for you grows.
It is now 11:50 PM. APPREHENSION.
Normal life, I bid for farewell, for National Novel Writing Month is on its way. Thirty days and nights of fierce competition, tears, and too much caffeine await me.
Nine minutes.
The anticipation is KILLING ME.
Eight minutes.
I bid my sanity farewell.
Seven minutes.
I just got another bowl of cereal.
Six minutes.
I'm going to upchuck.
Five minutes.
HOLY SHDLJSDLKSDJK.
Four minutes.
Shit.
Love,
Kat
#nanowrimo2012
just relax! :) I feel your excitement down there... :)
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