8.133. Reflections on a Sunday Night

It is hard to think that we’ve only been in Canada for four days. In those days I feel like I’ve done so much more in life than I did in the weeks prior. Today marked another chapter done. That puts me down to seven left. There is a chance I score one more tomorrow. My secret: The beach. The internet free beach. I go down to the water each morning and write my butt off for as long as I can. I do it while listening to the waves and not checking my phone or some random web rabbit hole or any of the things that can distract me. This feels impossible at home. All there is at home is the constant noise. I can count on one hand how many times I experience silence over the course of a week there.

Here is better.

Here has always been better, but this is the best iteration so far. We are right on the beach so I can take my chair down there and work and enjoy the space. The other day I even saw a dog chasing a deer across the sand. Weird lives at this beach, Today I witnessed a silent rave further down the shore. It was… a lot. Yet it was not a total distraction. I continued to work and enjoy and create. I was in the zone and in the end I was able to push through another chapter.

I hope to do the same tomorrow and the day after. I want this to be my every day, all the way until the book is done and I am on to the next one. I love this mode I am in. Lets keep it going till the wheels fall off.