Birthdays and brain happenings

My birthday makes me sad. When did this start happening?
In other news, I’ve been thinking obsessively about a story I started writing ages ago; characters have even started showing up in my dreams. You’re all there in my head and you want to get out, I know. I’m going to make more time for you.

EDIT: I made time for them, and then I didn’t, and now I am again. Bear with.

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