Written Request for Leave

I stayed up all night last night trying to sort out my outline, but I couldn't sort out anything. I had to go to bed at eight o'clock, but upstairs I started drilling electric drills to smash the wall...

After waking up at six o'clock in the afternoon, I felt dizzy and felt like I was going to die.

I wrote more than 2,000 words, and after looking at it carefully, I feel that this damn thing is really hard to handle.

Take a day off.

Halfway through this month, I have written 73,000, and the progress has not fallen behind.

It’s always too difficult to write at the end of the volume, sorry.