really?

i didn't think i would. i really didn't. even today, i still didn't think i would. in the eleventh hour, i still could have lost it..

but i did it.. six years of people saying "oh. you're writing a book now" (okay, three years, seriously)

and there it is, 50204.

19000 of those words written between today and yesterday

and it feels like so little, there is still so much to do
i want to do this all the time
for now i will go to sleep
and treat it like a reward