Today, due to life happening and errands to run, I could sit in a coffee place at 9 a.m. and write for 1h straight.

It was clear enough for me how easy I can enter the zone and how I would be able maybe to do a 8h job out of it.

The relaxation and peace of mind of just be there, writing. Re-writing. Searching. Lining. I was amazing! Going back to my day job, not so good.

Some math: took me 1h to finalize a full A4 page (with 1st draft on it). So let’s say 2h per A4 to have a good draft.

Need circa 500 pages for the book to be complete (medium-size book), so 1000h just for the writing part. At 8h/day workday job is 125 days, around 4 months. Double of that including research and lining.

Issue being, I do not have the 8h a day. Damn, I barely have 1h a day.

Hate my math brain. And all the reality that it brings into my life.