I'm a little chicken once again.
I'm not going to make excuses. I don't need to. I don't owe you anything, but sure, I'll explain.
All that happened was; I went out with friends.
That's it. That's the full story.
Writing wasn't on my mind. I didn't plan my 200 words. I could of have planned it. I knew the night was going to happen and that it would likely be a late one.
I realised at 00:30 that I missed it and my streak was gone.
Don't worry though. My desire to write it still there. I still want to do it regularly. I don't feel as attached to the streak as I thought I was. I think I'm even going to turn off the streak information in my profile.
I'm quite happy about it actually. I feel refreshed. Unlocked. Free.
Streaks have a way of grabbing me. I don't like that.
I do, however, enjoy their benefits sometimes. I need a way to manipulate myself into doing stuff that is beneficial to me. I'm making a list of things I want to do; daily, weekly and monthly.
I'll see #TeamStreak in another month. Keep writing, my fellows.