I Used To Be The Cool Teenager Explaining Deep Cartoon Plots. Now I'm The Weird Adult Making Jokes No

I used to be the cool teenager explaining deep cartoon plots. Now I'm the weird adult making jokes no one laughs at and asking if they've seen the lates story driven cartoon (they haven't).

I'm going down a Wikipedia rabbit hole looking up catatonia and related illnesses thanks to Spiritfarer cos I thought I knew what a catatonic person acted like and uhh apparently I don't know anything

Sometimes writing involves staying in an uncomfortable position for hours because if you move even one inch all the words will slip from your brain.

Anyway, my back fucking hurts.

I'm reading The Count of Monte Cristo, I'm barely at a tenth of the story and it's already making me cry.

I used to think Epic the musical's name was... meh. Like, just "Epic"? It sounds generic. Couldn't it be "Ten years to Ithaca" or "Odysseus' journey" or something like that?

Until I remembered The Odyssey is classified as an epic poem.