I was helping my friend film out here a couple weeks ago when it was probably the coldest Chicago has been all winter. That being said we came at the right time when she was absolutely gorgeous, worth the near frost bite.
I write 100 words of fiction a day; it's usually the best part of my day (even if the writing is awful). It gets the dark gremlins out of my head for a bit. With how meaningless corporate jobs are, I need something creative.
