Waking up was easy, but the laptop’s in bed. I clicked on something that shouldn’t hurt, but it cut to the marrow. On the count of three, I’ll pointlessly get up and trudge this pedestrian day.
It’s Trifextra http://www.trifectawritingchallenge.com/ : This weekend we are challenging you to write 33 of your own words to build upon the following:
On the count of three…
You can choose to include those words if you want, but they do not count toward the 33 words of your own.
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Here’s the inside of my head today. I love The Smiths. There’s so positive and upbeat (sarcasm). Here’s Heaven Knows I’m Miserable Now.