#littlelost

Yes, there continue to be more delays. I apologize for that!

For one, I just... I really thought my last draft had ironed out all the issues, after months of intense work. Only to read back through and realize a lot of it doesn't really make sense. And instead of being a continuation/wrap up of the story, it just reads like a bunch of random scenes strung together. With no real throughline between them or individual justification for being included.

So. That's cool.

Not entirely back to the drawing board. But I'm not feeling enthusiastic about the amount of work it's going to be to try to fix (again).

But secondly and more directly logistic: I am sick and have been told to really take it easy for the next month. Writing is a fun hobby, but uses up a lot of my spoons, so I think it's a hobby that's gotta go on the back burner for September.

Lost bottle of body spray on 50th Ave between 5th St and Vernon Blvd in LIC, Queens. 9:22 PM September 21 2016

Most days, I follow a similar routine. I get up, I get ready, and I try to take the shuttle to work. Some days, like today, I miss the shuttle and take a rickshaw or an Uber to the office. Just as I was thinking that I was going to be early to the office, my Uber driver took an unexpected left turn. Now that I have been in India for almost two months, I knew that this was not the usual route. I informed the driver that we should have kept going straight, but he said that the GPS would get us to our destination. We drove through a bustling city street. A line formed outside of a shop window where one could make bill payments. We passed a colourful Saree shop. Then we turned on a dirt road. After only 20 meters on the treacherous terrain, the driver turned around and continued on another route. I saw a new part of the city, filled with new sights and sounds.