I didn't do anything special. I neither got candy or gave it out. I stayed in my room and played Destiny all day. I guess it's a matter of overcompensating. When the end is nigh, I double down and try to get through one last hurrah before the next chapter of my life unfolds. It's a shame because I really wanted to post my new horror on FF.net. I don't know if I've got the juice to pump out stories anymore. What am I saying? Of course I do. It's a matter of effort and energy, and since I'll be directing those into my new job, that doesn't leave a lot on the table for extracurricular activities.
On the other hand, with this infusion of stability into my schedule, it might make my writing easier. I was never as productive with my writing than when I was working. Funny how that works.
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