Today i was at the Waterfront Hall in Belfast watching the snooker. I should actually still be there now, but i came home as I was very tired and still have another 3 full days to go there. I pushed myself too much by forcing myself to write, rather than taking some time off. My illness is such that i become mentally tired very quickly, which soon leads to mental and physical exhaustion. I've been thinking and it's crazy to push myself this hard considering I'm also studying philosophy at the minute, so I'm going to take the next 3 days off, then see what happens. I think I'll continue to write as much as I can for the month, but forget meeting an arbitrary number of words. I'm at a very critical point in my recovery, in regards to my health, so that comes first. Anyhow, I did manage to write a good amount, 1277 words, meaning I now have 19778.