When life has gone to shit, you escape into the story.
The last few days (and probably the rest of this week) have been shitty. One of the few things that helps is designing scenes in my head. Some new stories, some old, but being able to shape it, to make something go right, eases the panic and dread of having more stuff to deal with.
I wish real life would be as easy. But by being able to ease the panic a bit, I can deal with the real stuff better. And sometimes, that’s enough.