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Got to sleep kind of late last night as I was writing a page and a half of notes for something. Admittidly, it was in a notebook and with a sharpie, so kind of big and on only one side of paper, but still. If my stomach weren't acting up, I'd start typing it up now, for I'm quite happy with it. I expected to have a panic attack while working on it (for personal reasons), but I didn't, yay!

Boy am I the poster girl

Ended up going back to bed for a few hours since my stomach was being so bitchy. Umm...just typed up the notes and wrote a few hundred words, yay!

Also, I've had a lot of days like this

I might feel better if I don't try and I don't hope

I miss having someone to talk to about my ideas. I could join a writing forum but...I miss having someone who understands my proccess (as much as anyone can). I think that's why I'm having so much trouble finishing things right now. I mean, I adore Bri, okay, but...I don't know. We collab more. It's hard to bounce ideas off of her, they tend to stick and we mesh things together, which I love, but nothing ever gets started or finished.

*sigh*

Maybe there's nothing more to say
And in a funny way I'm...calm
Because the power is not mine
I'm just gonna let it fly