Sarah

I will work, I can feel the pencil in my hand. I anticipate the sweat of perspiration, from exhaustion from completion. I will get it done. I can feel the energy come. Then it goes. I take a break, satisfied by my progress. It's great I haven't given up. . . . The sun is setting. I awake from my rest. It's not done. The work is not done. I will work. I will work, Tomorrow, I will.