Yeah . . . early in the morning and here I am hoping to get through another day without falling asleep at work. Yesterday was horrible: by two in the afternoon I was fighting to remain with my eyes open, and when I finally made it home, I fell asleep for about thirty minutes or so because I needed a nap bad.
I feel today may be just as bad, as I was up about four-thirty or so, but the weather is going to be cooler today, so I’ll dress for that and keep the carbs at a minimum at lunch so I don’t go into some kind of drowsy overload by one.
All this is probably why I didn’t feel as if I was writing much last night, and then, to my surprise, I discover I’ve about seven hundred and fifty words completed. I really was hoping to get the scene…
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Once upon a time there was a lonely Prince who sat on his throne, twiddling his thumbs.
All his life his Father had told him that that some day his Princess would come. She would be strong and independent, driving up in her golden Lexus chariot pulled by many horses.
He had met many lovely princesses, but they either ignored him, put him a companion role, expected him support their bon bon and Kardashian addiction, or WORSE, expected to be treated as equals.
No one had stepped forward to claim his hand. So he gathered his court and began to game.
He no longer noticed the princesses that came to court him, so obsessed was he with outstanding the Fox.
“I don’t need a princess. All they want is my meager inheritance.”
He never noticed that the princesses stopped coming.
And then ,many years later, it happened.
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