And I understand if you are so bored that you are forced to read this blog. I understand that there is little to do so even the rantings of some random woman are something you have suddenly become interested in.

After a week or so of quarantine, I spent entire days writing like a madwoman. I can’t figure out if that was my mental illness, or if being a writer is a mental illness. Inspiration is sometimes very similar to mania for me. People make a lot of connections between creativity and insanity, I never really understood them, but I’m starting to.

Dear Dude,I know you are wondering why I look so much better in my profile picture than I do on our video chats. I can explain. I am temporarily unable to care what I look like. Think of this as your opportunity to know me for who I really am.