I think I want to work this into a longer piece where tommy has gills or something and then his sister is a villain and she can do whatever the opposite of breathing underwater is.
I think that will make me feel better about the darkness.
My next piece is about a terrorist attack so I don’t know what’s going on with me.
Oftentimes I don’t even know what makes me happy. Sacrificing for what I think makes me happy either makes me hesitant to sacrifice or super pissed after I make the sacrifice.
Now that I’m thinking about it what makes me happy is not sacrificing things.