I must not think bad thoughts

This is a dangerous thought for a writer on deadline, but here it is:

I am exactly one mile away from Gritty's.

Oh, it would be so easy and so lovely... Good thing the budget dosen't even have room for Pabst right now, let alone anything falutin'.

On the other hand, we are running low on coffee. This, friends and countrymen, is not good. I'm in the midst of a trauma...

16,828 words and counting. Yes, I'm insane.