I might have fucked up… A.K.A. Initial thoughts on returning to mainstream work.

Like many people punching words into keyboards and putting them on the internet, I’m not independently wealthy. I know. Poor, pitiful me. Pity me for I must work for my supper. Cue all the world’s tiniest of violins and serenade me with the most pitiful of songs for I have the saddest sadness. Please, play … More I might have fucked up… A.K.A. Initial thoughts on returning to mainstream work.

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