bibliomane oommmmmmmmmm
Am realizing that sometimes when I attempt to do things, especially writing, I am just going to be unhappy, there is no way around it. Today, I tried just sitting here being unhappy, but trying to work on my stuff. Eventually, the horrible, unhappy, feeling of imminent peril went away. It took a long time. Maybe now I can get something done.
Note to self: start the next project incredibly early, to allow time for extreme anxiety flare ups and weirdness.


