Priorities

Today I decided that a productive use of my time would be to google for videos of the plasticine stop motion animation Haggadah that my grandmother had when I was little. No, I don't know either.

I did well with writing yesterday and I'm trying to hold on to that feeling, not let it wash away under the deluge of all the unfinished projects that my brain chose this specific moment to remind me of. I made a list. Why did I make a list? That was bad.

Next week we have municipal elections and I have a job interview. Which I need to study for. I also have notes on a game that I ought to look through. And some videos to watch. And...

And I have to remind myself that I can't, won't and don't need to do all the things. Even if other people are doing more all the things than me. And ficathons are for fun, not obligation. And exchange fics don't have to be masterpieces that alter fandom forever while simultaneously complying with every detail in the recipient's dear author letter.

And if I don't write original fic, that's okay too.

Goddammit, editing is the worst.