I can’t think of much else to do but write until the ends of the Earth burn away. I’m just sitting here doing work that makes no difference to anyone but one greedy person, so I’m better off working on something that could really make a lasting difference in the world. Just imagine!
3 hours of sitting in hell 5 days a week. I bet I can turn that into at at least 1.5 hours of writing time, and with enough tenacity — 2 hours. Wow that would be an extra 10 hours a week spent writing for Goodness.
Did I survive a shitty childhood? Yes. Can I survive this part of shitty adulthood? Absolutely. (June 17)