It's weird. No, it's sad. I am such a waste of space. So depressed.
Can I have a do-over?
Well, it's clear: I'm pretending to it but it isn't true, despite the signs. They are lies and I need to move on, pull back, live my life.
Now--> on to the story that just won't end or die.
I need to stop letting perfectionism get in my way. I need to show up every day and just get through the scenes until they're done.
They can totally suck. Isn't that the lesson I always try to remember?
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Let me see where I am- I'm at the end of the 1st third. We've taken off for adventure. Time to go
