Maelfroth, anxiety and swordspam
Tomorrow I head out to the green fields of England, being about as healthy as could be hoped for. The feelings of illness have subsided to give way to feelings of anxiety about the trip as well as other general things. Everything will be fine come Time In I'm sure. If nothing else there will be port...
Things are compounded by the fact that I am torn between writing that damned essay tonight and handing it in (Late) by hand tomorrow or waiting till after the trip and posting it (Late As Hell). I find that I really cannot be bothered...
I think I would feel a lot better if I were done with this sword of mine. Here's more or less what it looks like now:
Things are compounded by the fact that I am torn between writing that damned essay tonight and handing it in (Late) by hand tomorrow or waiting till after the trip and posting it (Late As Hell). I find that I really cannot be bothered...
I think I would feel a lot better if I were done with this sword of mine. Here's more or less what it looks like now: