sunday.

I am looking at a Word document that is so far from blank it's not even funny. I am looking at a Word document that has broken that glass ceiling I have always reached for and never been able to touch before, let alone break through.

I have written 50.029 words for the Omina project and I am still missing 16th November till December 31st. That's 46 poems of about 100 words to 200 words in length each.

Best estimate, this story is going to end roughly about 60.000 words.

I feel a little bit like crying from pride.

Go me.