This is what I look like today. Two hours in front of the computer and I've managed to write one paragraph of utter suckage. Why do you do this to me, brain? WHY? I fed you coffee, I gave you a good nights sleep, and THIS is what you give me:
The road was dark and dangerous. She didn't want to go down it, but she knew she had to go down the dark and dangerous road even though it was dark and dangerous.