Still nothing.

Let's pretend I have something to talk about.

...

Well, I did try to watch the premiere of Hannibal yesterday, but I couldn't focus long enough for it to make any sense to me. My mind kept wandering when the commercials would come on, and then I wouldn't realise that the show had resumed, so I think I missed at least a third of the story that way. Whoops.

The show is super pretty, though, I will give it that. Disturbing, but pretty. Maybe some day I'll be able to watch it properly without being super confused about what's going on. Mostly what I got out of it is that ( Spoilers! )

Maybe if I'd been less tired I might have been able to focus a little better, but that clearly isn't going to happen.

I got a bit more sleep today, but as usual with my night shifts I ended up waking up approximately every two hours, which means it wasn't all that restful. Alas.

Apart from the fact that I clearly watch too much TV, I have nothing to say. Oh well. Maybe next week stuff will happen and I won't be as boring and/or depressing about things.

Disjointed Thoughts on External Validation and the Concept of "Self-Care"

It's not a secret that I really enjoy external validation. This has been part of my identity since I was a kid. While I do derive some satisfaction out of the things I do, I've always liked it better when I played to an audience. Music, writing, cooking, whatever, I never enjoyed it more than when I could share it with other people. Sure, I can cook myself a nice meal, but why would I do that when I can cook a nice meal for more than just myself, and have other people enjoy it too? What's the point of writing a story if I'm going to shove it in a drawer, literally or metaphorically?

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