And I love to be wrong sometimes. Earlier today, sorry, yesterday I was once again being angry at myself for the crippled creativity that's hard to overcome. In the last three hours I wrote a story. A homework for a teacher that I don't want to anger, so much motivation comes from that, but still.
In less than two hours, my Wednesday will begin and I have no scheduled time for eating or resting at all. School, editing, possible break, choir, party, hopefully some sleep at night, filming interviews, possible break, school, drum lesson. Definitely sleep.
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