This could very well be the worst journal entry to date. And I don't feel bad about it at all. I am simply too tired. My brain won't engage, it won't come up with any decent words, and there are really no coherent thoughts up in the grey matter. I will struggle through this, trying to get to my 100 word limit. Why? Because I promised myself I would, that's way. It wouldn't do me or my craft any good if I didn't write merely because I was tired. No, I will write. I will just write poorly. And as little as possible to fulfill my promise to me. And just like that, I've done it. Proudly.