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Quick post before I head off to work. It's getting warmer...which means that the underworks binder is sounding very unpleasant.

So today, I tried binding with the two tankbras again, with the one that had the weird band on top so it's not the one doing most of the compression.

So much better. Still not quite as flat as I'd like, but once it starts getting up to 60+...I'll take dysphoria over heatstroke, thank ya.

All we write is true, and all of it insane

I think I've finally figured out how to channel joy in my writing. I didn't consciously do anything different, but things feel different. Been working on this piece for five days and I have 2547 words (about ten pages). I think a big part is I've gotten over my 'must write it all in order, chunks are hard to put together!' thing. It's in three chunks right now. Maybe it's not channeling happy but getting over my needing to have B before I write C thing. *shrug*Whatever it is, it's awesome.