
I'm trying to cut down to 1,000 words per day. But... what am I doing now? This very moment?
In a god-like channeling moment that changed my life/style, Rob Brezsny once said "do not consume more information than you produce." What did I do? I appeared in the movie made from the book. I killed my television. I crafted daily thousand-word stories. I developed a discerning approach to consumption. I sent erudite missives to strangers and sometimes in extreme, beautiful and sublime moments, to no-reply@whitehouse.gov.
At first, I thought it was good. It was like when I got hold of MS-DOS 1.0. You know, just a mode command here and again, and only on the weekends. And look at me now: writing software to control Microsoft's data centers.
Be careful.
Writing 1667 words per day? I wish I had that sort of damping control.
I'm sorry... Did I digress? Should I actually go back and read your post?
Where was I...
I should go get a beer from the fridge. Maybe that would help.