All good things must come to an end…
For forty-six days I found time each day to write something. At first, I wrote 250 words each day. Actually, most days I well surpassed 250 words, although there were a few days when I just barely ticked over 250. After a month, I leveled up and raised the target to 300 words a day. I still made regular progress. And then, on the forty-seventh day, after a long day at work, I came home, climbed into bed, and collapsed. I slept through until the next day. And my writing chain was broken.
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