Alright, so no writing again yesterday. Hence, still picking the thorns out from another trip through crazy-ass dream land. Pricked to the point of polka-dotted-ness, I’m leaking sanity all over the place. What great wisdom I’m supposed to glean from all this, I haven’t a bloody clue.
Oh, well. Guess I’ll just soldier on and take copious notes. Some character somewhere must be able to use this crap.