so clearly the whole writing every day thing fell apart. I’d sit there and be like gosh I really need to write tonight, nah I’m tired I’ll do it tomorrow. Not. Even now i dont even really know what to say. It’s just gotten to the point where i don’t want to say anything. i dont want to say anything. I just want to sit here and do nothing and read my book. I’m sorry. I dont know what to do, im stuck. But i guess i’ll try writting tomorrow i cant do it rinnow.