Whose face is this?

It’s the first day of July, the second day of my recovery, and the second day of the BYOB writing workshop.

I’m an obnoxious combination of wanting to just sleep and painfully wide awake. My face is swollen and I can barely speak or eat. But my brains fine, especially right now since I haven’t taken any drugs yet.

Today we are supposed to think about our tiny goal and think on unfinished manuscripts. I’ve decided to stick with her 10 minutes because that so far has been easy to do, but if that ever becomes too much that I begin skipping days then I will reevaluate, as told to.

I have my dentist appointment today and I can’t imagine how it will go. I know this had to happen but I’d love an Undo button just to go back and ask more questions. There’s so much I didn’t know that I didn’t know…