Walk without rhythm and it won't attract the worm
In which we discover that we really cannot do creative work (like, say, writing three months in a fictional journal) in the snatched moments between flights at work.
Even after watching A full forty-five minutes of Pride and Prejudice before leaving for work.
Even after watching A full forty-five minutes of Pride and Prejudice before leaving for work.
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Good luck, sweetness.
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That being said... you never know, maybe I could help ;-)