Requirement

I like the idea of many, many fingers flying over keyboards, typing 4,000 word daily reminders of why the practice matters. There is reassurance to be had when the neighbor says, "I stay up all night because of this damned story in my head. Sugar has become some fearsome fuel." The tale sits between the eyes, toward the back of the skull. Ouch. "That's where my non-stop entertainment centre is located, too." I reply. "I know the feeling well." Though not often discussed in polite society, there is comfort to be found in befriending one of the flock. Talk can float in the general direction of routine and requirement and finding the sweet spot where good work germinates.