blah blah blah, also words.

Yep, it was a cyst. What fun! (Fibs and lies.) But I’m alive, so all good at the end of the day, supposedly.

It’s NaNoWriMo time, and once more I’m not sure I’m going to do it, for neuro-health reasons. There are a few projects I could work on, but it’s hard to stay motivated when it feels like someone is pulling out each of your nerves one by one and putting them through a meat grinder. I know, shocking. I’ve also got a tonne of web projects in the works, some with deadlines, that kinda might take precedence over a month-long novel written “because can”, you know? But who knows, really. It’s early days so catch-up will be a cinch if I do decide to do it. All good, all good.

いつか素直を見せるかもしれない…でも今日は無理や。 そして、ここでは無理や。しゃーない〜