Well of course, it's this writing challenge. What was I thinking? I've got things to do, a life to live, cats to feed, and Evil Twins to soothe. Wait. I think I have just one Evil Twin, thank goodness!
My creative mind needs work, so I write. A life needs balance after all.
It's just like when I signed up to run a marathon and then signed up again to do one the following year. I lost my marbles and some cartilage along the way. We runners are probably more than temporarily insane, though. Yesterday, I did an 11-mile run with sleet pellets bouncing off my sunglasses. At least the temps were above freezing (barely). The sunglasses were to keep the pellets out of my eyes. Snort. Oh, and yes, there was/is plenty of snot.
I think the cats have the right idea: train an insane human to feed you, fetch your toys, and to provide a warm lap for your bath and naps. With pets, temporary insanity is the new permanence.
I hope you are enjoying this writing challenge as much as I am. ***Bangs head against wall*** There are more crazies in the asylum.