We'll be fine. I'll be too. Eventually. On the bright side, I wrote 1499 words today. It's a short story. It's bad. No. It's atrocious and I might plagiarized a bit. I used the white vault mimics. But it's ok. I'm not planning on showing it to anyone.

When I finally admitted to myself that I've got neither talent nor skill to write, I was finally able to do it. And not wait for the perfect mood, place and time. I just wrote.