Dreaming of Fixes
Migraine has retreated to a visual one today pretty much only when I use the computer. Trouble is, I’ll sit and sleep and dream of fixes and stuff to do and then can only work for so long. Excuse me for swearing, but I absolutely fucking hate the fact that my brain goes to war with me. My dog has had a sixth sense about this and will come and drag me away from the computer (as she is now actually).
Metropolis stuff, got buildings building, now to make a sensible looking street with the new complete building facades that includes all the stuff I’ve done so far.