The word-count problem

For the past three days, I have felt drained and heavy. I know one obvious reason: I have not slept enough. It affects how I work and live the next day. I have also noticed that I often do things on impulse without allowing for the time they take, leaving me unable to keep up with everything else. I need to weigh my choices and recognize what matters most.

In the shower tonight, I wondered whether I should stop chasing a fixed word count for every daily post. Sometimes I write filler just to reach the target. It also ignores the fact that every day is different. If I do not finish what I am doing until midnight and feel exhausted, what sense does it make to insist on a set number of words just to prove that I am keeping up the habit? On such a day, one word would be enough: tired.

Better to leave out the padding and repetition.

So that is enough for today. I have thought about worthwhile things, but I am worn out now. Good night!