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Do I have anything to say that isn't a gripe today? No, not really - and I don't feel like complaining here this time (much). I did finally get new a military ID to replace my green and outdated model - so that was the one thing that I actually accomplished today other than sitting around in the shop trying not to sleep.

I want to write, I want to start chapter two - but the words refuse to come. I have fragments and images in my mind that might not even be in that chapter: Mirra taking down a member of a rival gang who's twice her size, her standing outside the usual hangout of Makas's gang before she goes inside to join them, etc; but it refuses to solidify completely. I've been toying with scene snippets in the mean time - not all that happy with them, but at least it's something even if it's not on my manuscript.

And I can't get that Cthulhu meme to work. sad

How is it that not working is more tiring than moving heavy objects and searching for things all day?