Keepa Movin
Still cleaning out the apartment. The am
ount of stuff we have is staggering. I keep throwing stuff out and yet there is more and more. The weirdbthing is that a massive portion of it is stuff we use on a fairly regular basis. Not all of course. A lot of the stuff I have been chucking is stuff I have kept for sentimental reasons.
In the last couple days I have thrown out a few thousand cells of my own animation. ItKs like killing babies. Or maybe more like killing dreams. Breaking promises to things I poorly rendered when I had whispered sweetly to them that one day I would come back to them, correct my crude mistakes and give them the beauty they deserved.
Depressing. But now I should get back to work.
ount of stuff we have is staggering. I keep throwing stuff out and yet there is more and more. The weirdbthing is that a massive portion of it is stuff we use on a fairly regular basis. Not all of course. A lot of the stuff I have been chucking is stuff I have kept for sentimental reasons.
In the last couple days I have thrown out a few thousand cells of my own animation. ItKs like killing babies. Or maybe more like killing dreams. Breaking promises to things I poorly rendered when I had whispered sweetly to them that one day I would come back to them, correct my crude mistakes and give them the beauty they deserved.
Depressing. But now I should get back to work.

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