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Ah, time. What even is it any more? As I was falling asleep last night, I suddenly felt that I had missed Sunday, but it was only Saturday.

Another week of not really finishing anything, writing wise. I’m getting into The Lost Tomb reboot and watching the original series, which I enjoy. I’m crocheting. But my heart wants to write and my everything else is not cooperating.

Normally, this is the time of year where I’d be making plans to go back to work, but I don’t know what that will look like, so it’s really hard to plan. It’s hard to be excited about school, too. I refuse to teach in the US anymore. I’m not cannon fodder.

I feel like I’m sitting on an airplane that’s stopped on the runway. We can neither take off to go somewhere, nor can we get off the plane and make other plans. Sitting there, crammed into a too-small seat, unable to do anything besides watch TV and crochet. -_-

Anyway, I’m still working on a sangcheng fic, in bits and pieces, and I think I have the general emotional shape of it, but I haven’t managed to write the plot.

“Do you love me, Huaisang?”

Huaisang sighed. “After all these years, Wanyin? Does it really need saying?”

“Answer me, please.”

“I would pull down the heavens for you, Jiang Cheng.”

“That’s not the same thing as love.”

“Isn’t it?”

Jiang Cheng picked up the letter and stood. “The Yunmeng Jiang Sect accepts your proposal,” he said, not meeting Huaisang’s eyes. “You will receive a formal acceptance letter within the week. I’ll go now.” He turned and picked up his sword.
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