The next 2 days will be spent in hall working on my book for Thursday's submission. I feel like a workaholic when it comes to things that I absolutely love to do.
It's my first time binding and hand-making a whole book by myself and I'm pretty nervous/ afraid that it wouldn't turn out well. I'm not even sure it what I'm doing is the correct way to go about doing it. But whenever I feel uncertain, Babe's words of wisdom will always appear in my mind C:
That I just have to do it and feel confident, then everything else would turn out fine.
I sliced a piece of my index finger while cutting the one of the pages just now. There's literally a dent in my finger and it feels wonky and I can almost see the meat/blood waiting to be freed. )':
I can feel the fatigue setting in...
Anyway, it feels good to know Babsey's camp is so near and he'll no longer be at the other end of the island. C:
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