11.5

11/5/2015

I'm attempting NaNoWriMo. I'm about a day behind, but it's the most I've written in a long while.

I am enjoying my job. I scanned another diary today. That was fun. The whole thing is a massive project that will take a while to complete, if it can ever be actually completed.

I don't think failure has to become a person's identity, that failure has to define a person.

(These thoughts aren't connected to other except that I'm thinking them.)