It’s about an hour or so later, and a letter to mum in non-dominant handwriting later.
Who said it’s so great to write those letters? All it makes me feel is sore for using muscles in a different way, and frustrated for not being able to write quickly enough and still be able to read what I have written.
I am giving blogging a go instead to see if I can get this junk and stuff out of my head and release all the garbage this way instead.
I understand the reasoning behind the nondominant writing bizzo – get the other half of my brain working. Must be pretty blocked, or just way frustrated. Will see what the morning brings. Maybe I will dream my way out of this ickiness.