I took my medication for concentration and dedicated the day to working on my story and…nothing. Absolutely nothing. It’s really disheartening. This project has always been stuck in development hell, and I feel like the weight of expectations and too much planning has something to do with it. At least I came up with a few ideas I can implement next time I give it a shot. I might take tomorrow off since today, though unproductive, was so intense.
Also been having serious hand-washing addiction lately (it always stays there to an extent, but lately it’s out of control). And no, it has nothing to do with germophobia.