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I got a little bit of writing done today, and spent some time in-engine editing old code. It’s not much, but at this point, I feel like I have to take every bit of progress as a minor triumph against the tide of my despair and inertia. Tawanda and I are going away for the weekend to a poetry conference. I hope I’ll be able to convince him to write with me a bit. It looks like it’s going to rain all throughout the weekend, but we’ll be by the sea.