Reason for stopping: I'm exhausted. Utterly exhausted. And I don't quite know what to work on now. I may need a break.
But I did crack 600 pages today.
Rosalind: Oh how full of briers is this working day world.
Celia: They are but burs, Cosen, throwne vpon thee
in holiday foolerie, if we walke not in the trodden paths
our very petty-coates will catch them.
Rosalind: I could shake them off my coate, these burs are
in my heart.
--William Shakespeare, As You Like It, Act I, scene III