I was just flipping through my journal and saw that I had a dream a few months ago where apparently our ego and tertiary functions were different dips and chips that could be ordered at the restaurant I work at.
Wish I could actually recall that dream. Too long ago and that was the only thing I wrote about it.
"I don't know a perfect person.
I only know flawed people who are still worth loving."
Everything really is all interconnected... such a big web of a system of societies, how to keep society going, and so many more things influencing each other, even to the cosmic level. Every action has an opposite and equal reaction.... and the reactions keep going between living things and where they live, and matter around them.
“Thoughts are the shadows of our feelings -- always darker, emptier and simpler.”
― Friedrich Nietzsche
One rejection is a catastrophe. Twelve rejections is a statistic.
Nevertheless, I sincerely hope Project WR will appeal to one of the twelve publishers I've sent it to. I made a guess at the chances I had, based on a 3% chance for every single publisher, to be diminished every time a rejection comes my way. I made a very nifty bar graph from these. And now, after three rejections, I don't dare to look at it any more.
I also sincerely hope Project RvH will get to its end. It's an awesome idea (well, all are, NeTamske says), and I don't want it to end up unfinished in a folder on my computer, as the previous TWO projects did. Why couldn't I keep going like I did with WR?
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I'm female. I just can't draw women