I did​ it!

How many times today have I thought,
'I'm going to complete my dare. I will write today.'

I am currently laying in bed, with heavy eyes, my husband already in Dreamland.
I so want to be asleep right now, but I wanted this achievement more.

I picked up my phone. I typed this post.
I succeeded. Small, but still. I sucked less today (see yesterday's post).

Dare for the day: try again tomorrow, and do better.

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