How to Cash Out Your Change


It's around 3 p.m., and I'm starting to run out of gas. My brain just has no juice. I'm a writer, and I work best in the mornings, so I try to be typing by 7:45 a.m., and with any luck I make it till 4 before the gears start to grind and the works gum up. But not today. Today, by like 3:15, the work feels grueling, and I quit. I walk away from the computer. I come back. I think, Maybe I'll do some more work. I type, but it feels like I'm chiseling the words in stone, each syllable taking what feels like 20 minutes. Fuck this. I'm going to the gym. I have to get to the gym, have been promising myself to get to the fucking gym since I signed up last month. I have not gone, not even once. Today is the day. Today it will happen.


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