Went to sleep in pain and woke up in pain.
Eating is painful.
Talking is painful.
The pain only made my poor appetite worse. Now I no longer want to eat anything.
Drafting the first chapter of [Fire fox]. Never thought I would write a detective story. Nervous. Unconfident. Hope I won’t make a mess out of it. Or should I turn it into a twisted psychological story? Nah, I’ll break my own heart before I break people’s.
Anyway, it’s NOT a detective story. Just a BL story imitating one. Hehe.
My new phone isn’t compatible with my Itunes +_+. Have to install new program. Jeez.