I will not be the toy of irresponsible events. Is that clear to you all?

Very odd emotionally right now, when writing is going wonderfully but on the other hand I've been laid off.

My head is stuck entirely in Sherlock Holmes canon. It's moderately worrying. I'm having trouble reading anything else. I'm enjoying it, it just feels very strange and obsessive. I think I may have felt like this when I was thirteen and burying myself in Harry Potter because it was better than my life, but I can't really remember how I felt then. I'm sure there's nothing actually wrong with this.

Also, people keep getting shot and it's horrible.

So. Happy things. Street Pianos. Moon Photography.

Recording whether I've written anything each day: very good idea. Provides clear proof I have done something every day. Also motivational.