It is amazing when you find a place who’s public restrooms have just as much character as the whole place. This particular find had an interesting collage of, what appeared to be, magazine clippings adhered to the side of the sink.
In an attempt to put myself down for a nap this afternoon I read a bit more of Tom Hank’s short story collection. One of them struck an idea for a much more violent story. I took notes down and got excited and motivated to write it. Then I started binge-watching Shameless.
Six hours later I’m sitting here on this laptop sharing a picture of a sink in a public restroom. Anything and everything to distract from the actual act of writing. Why don’t I just shut the f*k up and do the f*king job.