Saturday, July 18, 2020

as it goes



It just goes on and on. Sorry to complain but I am finding this bizarrely difficult to proceed with. It really shouldn't be this hard because it's just simple menial work. I guess I am hoping that once I get to the half way mark (probably on Monday) I'll start to see the light at the end of the tunnel etc and it will be easier to move toward. As is, I still have a fairly (unreasonable?) attitude that the narrative works reasonably well in a 1990s indie movie way. 

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