Dentist
Also it's quite remarkable how therepeautic writing really can be. Last night I was more than ready to punch a door right in its stupid wooden face or at the very worst post an unhappy blog entry about my emotions for everyone to suffer, but then 1500 words into the third chapter of TSotRR and I felt right as rain again. I'll probably end up deleting half of what I've written on a revision but, hey, at least it seemed to calm me down. Let's just hope I can keep that up.












That's funny, because you know what I find therapeutic? Going to the dentist.