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Where do you find the time?

B is surprised I started blogging and writing again, now, of all times.  I have barely got any sleep last week, I have been stressed (which happens very rarely), I have been worried about not finishing my project, I worked all the way through Easter (which happens most years), I have been exhausted and not able to cope. 
That is precisely why I started writing again.  Writing is a coping mechanism. Moreover, I have been using breaks when I by lunch or am in lifts to go through my twitter or read FB articles, and some of them get my brain thinking (like the multi tasking one).  Usually, I would write in those moments. And also, I have never been so single tasked as I have been in the last 2 to 3 weeks. One project is also not something my brain can cope with. And that includes barely doing any charity work, so really there was just one thing on my mind.  There is no way the hyperactive in me can deal with that for a long time. On Thursday at 3am when I went to bed, I had to resist the urge of writing down notes about how I wanted to lead the next phase of the project.  This morning I had to resist the urge of getting my notebook to write down all the notes on a business plan I had not thought of in years (uff, not new).  And now, it is almost 1am and I am blogging after I have just blogged (which probably means I wont post yet) rather than sleeping which is what my entire body is asking.  
The answer to the direct answer was - "in the tube". That is where I type away, as I have the app to allow me to do so. I still think that is the main reason why I have not yet wrote the book I have many times started. I need an app that works well to write a book. Until that day, that may be on hold. If not, then maybe I will write my first book while running working 12 hours a day, running a charity, raising a 2 year old daughter, finding a house to buy in Portugal, finding a place to move in London, advising on a legal tech start up and never stop thinking about all I want to do in life! 

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