It's Panera Bread Saturday
I'm at Panera Bread today. Decided to get a little writing done here.
I'm wishing I were on a ski slope in Vermont, sandy beach in St. Petersburg, making mad passionate love with Johnny Depp on his yacht in the South Pacific, anyplace but sitting in Panera Bread behind a laptop and typing the final chapter of my book. I have no idea why.
Write. Under all circumstances, push that @#$ pen.