waiting.

This summer has been weird. I haven't written anything new since classes ended. I haven't worked on the freelance project as much as I'd expected to be able to. I mean, I work daily, but not to the extent I thought I would. Maybe I overestimated my expected prodicutivity. Which is so ironic to me because I still haven't been paid. Yup, working since end of May....and no paycheck yet.

I thought I'd be able to keep up my fast reading pace of 2-4 books a week at the least. Hasn't quite worked out that way. This malaise is so pervasive. Maybe the heat just feels extra oppressive. Maybe this ridiculous, unrelenting insomnia since moving down here has just disturbed everything and thrown my life off. Part of me just wishes it was the end of August already so I can get back to my routine. Maybe I'm just waiting for a breakthrough.