This is so hard on my mind.
I don't know why, but when I work on Carlos' story, I feel very tired after I finally decide to go to bed--and it's not because it's 1:30. I feel spent.
I decided that what keeps me up eight out of seven nights a week is some form of insomnia. My mind just won't stop, and I wish it did. It only gets worse after I work on this book.
Summer's almost here, hopefully I'll have more time/less effects writing then.
The Prologue and the first two chapters are finished.
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