All the Knives Seem to Lacerate Your Brain

Who's gone completely mad?

(I have.)

Okay.

We're close.

Simple, feasible goals this week. And we are close.

The demons claw at the insides of my skull, but we will quiet them.

A second draft of a script bearing a structure that is not inordinately complicated. Light touches will speed it toward a polished finish. And then it's out of our hands for a little while.

There is a better future that is within my reach if I can just keep it together.