It’s one thing to write a thousand words a day. It’s trickier to write a hundred good words in a day.
I’ve been producing work for a friend’s website, which, hypothetically, will be paid, though I find myself completely apathetic to that. I’m working on games, but feel like I’m pushing a rock down a drain. I can light up enthusiastically when I’m trying to engage someone, particularly my teachers as it is their care and fostering that has helped create these products.
I work, I toil.
I bear up.
I hope you’re doing okay. You deserve to do okay.