Friday was not a good day by any measurable metric.
The Airflow API is presenting me enough roadblocks trying to write tests at work that I actually wrote a five paragraph surrender in Slack at the end of the day. I need some other ticket, some other work to do. I can’t keep slamming my head into the desk; my spots will fall off!
The O2 sensor on the car is one of the most difficult parts to access. You have to disassemble half of the stupid car just to find it. Of course, that means the labour costs will be astronomical. Not great when I can’t drive Uber to make money to pay for it. And it rained the whole way to the mechanic, and I had to sit outside waiting for a return ride on a soaked park bench.
I also had low quality sleep that lasted too long. I’ve never quite understood how that happens. How can I possibly sleep more than 7 hours and still feel like a total mess? It just doesn’t make any sense.
But this is not the way of the Spots.
I had a lovely return ride from the mechanic, actually. My driver does driving the same reason I do, to try and help people. We shared stories about our families and our favourite fares the whole half hour drive back into town.
Then I spent a chunk of the evening (re)watching one of my all-time favourite films with a few friends which was absolutely what I needed even though a part of my brain was telling me I should try and work more.
And then I spent another chunk of the evening (re)watching another of my all-time favourite films with my mum, which was inspiring. I will say that An Affair to Remember, alongside both 101 Dalmatians (1961) and North by Northwest, very much influenced how I approach pairing music with stories. All three of these films do a masterful job at pairing the right music cues with what is going on in the story. At times you don’t even realise there is music playing, but there is, and it is just so subtle and perfect.
So I put on Taylor Swift’s Lover and PinkPanthress’ Heaven knows and sat down at Word. And I wrote. And I wrote. And I wrote. And I’ve now written an additional 600 words for Arc 13. The irony is that neither of these albums “go” with Arc 13’s story at all, but hey, I won’t fight what is giving me inspiration!
And it’s new, the shape of your body; it’s blue, the feeling I’ve got…
I realise that I’m peakin’ too early, but I don’t want that makin’ you worry…
If only I could get inspired to write Arc 1, then I could start releasing these silly things.
Invasive thought of the night: Anyone want to write a Breakable Heaven expansion for Poodlewolf?