Writing Brainpower.

Not today much, I guess. I went gung-ho for 174 words.

Then my brain said, “No more.” More road construction crap. Dig and throw and brush and yell and drill and steamroll and be ridiculously obnoxious.

I had an hour before all hell broke loose.

Brain melt. This may be all I can do today. It hurts miserably. Ah, well. There’s always tomorrow. I will hang in there. They will not beat me!