I've had a bad couple of weeks. Very bad, but I feel a bit better now.
Yesterday was Tanabata
. I was too miserable to get and decorate some bamboo.
I do like the fairy tale connected to Tanabata. Well, I say fairy tale. The Chinese story
is about a pair of lovers that can only meet once per year, on the 7th night of the 7th month. I think about this story from time to time. I'm hoping to use it as inspiration for a story one day.
People usually hang their hopes and wishes on the bamboo branches. My wish is for less bad days and more good ones. And more money, but who doesn't need more money...
Semi-seriously thinking of joining a fest for the summer. I didn't think I could because of the lack of ideas/depression, but that lifted somewhat and I think I have a good idea for a story. Maybe. I won't know until I start writing...
Worked on the Prince and the Merman, but got stalled a bit.
Vacation starts next week. Someone remind me to not laze out too much.