There was a call I'd been hoping to get for months on Friday. It went well, no point going into deeper details.
In any case, I've spent (unintentionally) fantasizing about changes in my life if things work out well as the process moves forward, and boyoboy these fantasies are good. Aerogarden with chillies, gym everyday, cooking whenever I want, so many exciting things.!
Anyway, I didn't get much writing or any real important shit chores etcetera done because I was so allured by the fantastic visions dreams. Fantasy is important to remind yourself there are cool things worth doing, but fantasy is not where you should spend your life, or entire weekend even. Small doses of high-quality fantasy is where it's at, otherwise it becomes an addictive drug, taking over the real and gradually degrading it all to replace it with imagined and the unreal. Scary times.
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