sigh

Here I thought this week, working from home, might be the perfect week to catch up and relax. To put down the thousands of words I’ve intended to over the past week, which have been sadly robbed of time to do so by tragedy.

Instead, I’ve got a sick cat and a broken car, I’ve got to be back in the office on Wednesday, and I’m in, out and everywhere, and not in the fun way that leaves you a little fuck drunk.

Persevere, we must.

Target: 800 words
Written: 689 words, novella: The Mungk

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