It's like every fibre of my being is resisting it! I have everything I need - I'm back in Toronto in the comfort of my own apartment... Rob is at work... it's peaceful... I have tea... all the windows are open... the cats are sleeping. There is no reason it should be this HARD.
Why is it so tough? Better yet, HOW can I get it done? I am completely lacking in focus and motivation. All I want to do is go outside where it's sunny and warm, and pretend this paper doesn't exist.
I'm happy to be home with Rob... and Marve. But... I really miss Winnipeg.