20 minutes of free write you say…. Well I’m at work and I honestly don’t think I will get

Nope just got interrupted

And again

You might say then “Why don’t you do this at home then?” Well, I will not be home until late tonight and I won’t feel like writing, so I have to do it now. My job also doubles as my writing studio, and God I hope my boss isn’t reading this. I may not share this one on social media so she won’t see it. You know what’s sad though? I came in this morning feeling that Monday morning fog hanging over me, and then the moment I looked at today’s prompt I was instantly giddy. I’m smiling now staring at the computer screen. Well it just goes to show what writing does to me. It gives me joy, I feel like how I used to feel when I rode my bike as a kid. Just happy and at peace. Don’t get me wrong I enjoy my job, the people here have become like my family. But I like a lot of other creatives out there feel like a fraud sitting behind desk getting paid to answer someone else’s phone. I go through the motions with this job, some days I hate myself for saying things like that. “I should be grateful to have a job, so many are out of work.” But then other days I say to myself, “Look what you’ve become! Another pencil pusher, making the rich richer!” As you can see I’m obviously still working through some things within myself.

So my 20 minutes is about up, and as you can see I didn’t get much out. The troubles of a desk jockey/student/blogger.