Oh Sh!t, I nearly forgot. Today is Writing Day 666.

The number of the beast! What a momentous day! Probably why I was able to work like a man possessed earlier this week. Might also explain the back pain! Ha. No. I know exactly why my back hurts, it’s from heavy lifting at the cottage, and stacking cords of wood. That part isn’t a mystery. Get old, get sore doing physical labour. Duh! Just had to call out and mark the date! Six hundred sixty six days of unbroken writing streak. Take it all in. That’s it, breathe it in. Take a lap. Now carry on. Bon soir!