Maybe I could get worker's comp.
Had to go to CVS to get a wrist brace after another grueling day at work. Damn carpal tunnel I can do nothing about!
At least I finally get a weekend. Yay!
I should stop listening to music altogether. I get most of my story ideas randomly from music. But from lyrics, really. Mostly I'll be listening to a track and my brain will start putting together the scene that the music is playing in the background of. My goth station on Spotify gave me a new post apocalyptic heroine. I'm actually excited. Like I need more muses. Like another hole in my head.