October 17th

I'm sitting here at 1:00 PM on October 17th, reading texts from my family as they send Wolfman off on his mission. I am holding back tears. 2 years is a long time to go without one of my best friends, and it's finally really happening. I swear I can feel the sorrow and the tears from my family from here. I worry for Wolfman's fear level. I don't want him to be scared. I'm glad my family is keeping me updated. When I think about writing him letters, I get a little more excited. I'm gonna be faithful and strong for him so that when he comes back, he'll be happy to see me. I'm gonna raise a kid (if God gives us one) and have so many projects and cool ideas in play.

That's one thing I'm learning about myself recently, is that even when I plan a project and start it but never finish it, my mind is always leaping onward to the next one. I don't get too discouraged on what didn't work out, but lately I've been getting so excited to start new things. Like now my new project is find a group of writers to attempt to write a single (or multiple) sitcom-esque episodes, start a D&D podcast (probably when Wolfman gets back, but I can spend these two years preparing) and in January to film a movie for Gangrene Film Festival. I'm also basically starting a new musical, though I may have mentioned that. I just want to keep going. I love to learn and do basically want to try everything, especially writing-wise.

~Nymph