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Sitting In The Beanery

I arrived an hour fifteen minutes ago and have been blogging and writing since, along with monitoring my work email. 

There are a few things to do at work now but the Beanery has emptied, leaving me alone in the corner, editing and revising.

And I like it. I don't want to return to work. This is what I seek if I go on a writing retreat. A place to go where I can settle in, write, edit and revise. 

I've been considering places to visit for a few days, as my wife suggested. It's very much a work in progress. A part of me wants to do so soon, urgent to complete my current novel revisions. 

It is strongly, strongly tempting....