Bead Reamer

This was not a good day. It was long and it was difficult. I think that five hours alone in a relatively quiet studio is too much. I had myself a little panic at the end of the day. I'm not in the mood to write much at the moment. I just realized that it hasn't even been a week since I moved home. I feel like I have done about a thousand things and dealt with about a thousand issues already. Holy intensity.