not broken

I think I’ve come to terms with this enough to blog about it. I mean, it happened last Thursday, and I was pretty ok by last Saturday, so I guess that didn’t take long. If anything, I feel like I’ve been itching to write about this; I just haven’t had time to sit down and go through it properly without a voice at the back of my mind telling me to go to bed already.

(Is it the common mentality of aspiring writers that every life event — good and bad — becomes potential material for a story? I think it’s the same for comedians.) Continue reading