Have reached the “mainlining Sufjan Stevens” part of lockdown and smoke-pocalypse.


Also, just had to throw out a chunk of the day’s work because I was replicating a scene I wrote earlier, dammit.

On the bright side I can finally sit cross-legged to work again, and my back is singing hosannas.

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