Another brat run. Another money dash. Another cleaning day.
Another start on another 3K in a novel.
Another week of just wanting to slob out and do nothing and not worry about shit. But worrying anyway because chronic anxiety just won't quit.
Another week of fighting depression because my Beloved is busy and we hardly talk/hug at the moment and... ugh.
And this week, I'm planning to take an hour to work on SESP so I can maybe have a hope of one day finally finishing this fucker.
I'm almost up to the first chorus bridge. If I can get there, I can post a WIP with sound and let any notes encourage me to go further.
I'm determined to finish this thing, though. Labor of love.