That’s a good thing.

I’ve had a very hectic schedule, and by hectic I mean emotionally and mentally draining because fuck old people and fuck dementia and fuck families that stubbornly refuse to PUT HIM IN A GODDAMN HOME ALREADY.

Anyhoo, while my family is still playing pass the pawpaw, I’ve finally managed to get time to write.
Yisss.
Buuuut, there’s a problem. There’s always a problem because being happy is for quitters. I’m not a quitter.

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