I opened up my unfinished essay and stared at it, thinking, "Do I know you?" I should have finished it in one sitting rather than putting it off.
I set to work once again cropping my flowery descriptions...sigh. The last 100 "spare" words were the hardest to trim. When I got down to 550 (out of 500), I wanted to quit.
508. And my computer shut off. After 30 minutes, I finally got it to turn on again, and the total was back up to 515 because the last 5-10 minutes of editing hadn't been saved.
And now it's 500. The End. But I don't like it. It's not me.
I feel like I just relived a college experience. Except that I didn't stay up all night.