I had a really disappointing and difficult day. I haven't screamed vulgarities in the privacy of my car for years. I haven't cried over precious saved videos just before bed in quite a while. It's like today was finely calculated to bypass all the armor I've built up over the course of my life.

Today I was able to introduce Mister Morden to my Wild Beyond the Witchlight campaign. He and his associates were most enlightened—metaphorically speaking—by the group's actions as the Feywild comes into closer and closer contact with… 𝕖𝕝𝕤𝕖𝕨𝕙𝕖𝕣𝕖.

I achieved nothing I meant to do today, let alone what I meant to do over the weekend. Looks like I picked the wrong week to quit amphetamines. www.youtube.com/watch?v=KhaX...