January 14th, 2012


My current workspace

I have to write 30k words by March. Shit just got real.

Not present: My post-it notes for what happens where on the maps I drew, because I RAN OUT. I called my mom and went 'emergeeeeencyyyy' because I am ten and didn't want to get out of my pjs.

I try not to think too hard about why that remains an effective course of action.