So the apartment suddenly feels much larger and emptier than it ever has. Dropped her off at the airport at 4:30 AM and got home in time to not sleep at all (around 5:30.)
The all-encompassing ennui continues. Starting writing a second story or novel or novella or whatever. Done with cynicism. Still waiting on Daniel to provide some input on Champions.
Realize this might be kind of hard to read. Sorry.
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