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This pandemic bullshit has really affected me creatively but I'm clawing my way back. I had a productive chat with a friend about my book yesterday, and today I wrote 1175 words of my FTH Sterek fic.

Mom broke her toe and refuses to stay off it. She keeps *doing* things. At this rate, it will never heal.

edit: I almost forgot. I'm cleaning my room. it's gonna be a huge endeavor so wish me luck. so far I've thrown away 2 garbage bags worth of stuff and filled 3 large boxes full of clothes for the thrift shop. I bought a new rug to keep me motivated.