So, I’m very suddenly working from home. It’s… weird. And apparently it might go on for a...

So, I’m very suddenly working from home. It’s… weird. And apparently it might go on for a much longer time than two or three weeks. 

In a way it feels like everything is ending. Life as I personally know it has definitely changed hugely and it’s hard to not feel immensely, terribly anxious about it all. 

I’m a gallery interpreter in a museum, and since I have no galleries to interpret or people to interpret them to, I’m working on a research project of my own design from home. I have very little accountability and no supervision. It’s… amazing. 

So I’m also looking forward to getting some writing done! I’m a little over 3,000 words into a new longer fic which promises to be somewhat dark in nature, and on the side, I’m also writing several short, tongue-in-cheek poems written to various people in the Sherlock universe by other characters in the universe. I think I’ll wait until I have a large handful of them, and then I’ll start posting them as a WIP. :) 

Hope you’re all okay. Like, I know you’re not. But you know what I mean. <3333333333333333