The first draft of my screenplay is done and I couldn't be more relieved about it. Of course, the writing process is one that doesn't end with a first draft, so I look forward to spending some time in the summer to revise it. . .
In the past few days, I've come to the realization that Cleveland weather is akin to having a fever. It's too hot one minute, too cold the next (or vice-versa). Either way, it's going to end up vomiting on you. Rain vomit. Or snow. Or tornadoes. It's an analogy that needs tweaked; work with me, here. At least today is nice. I'm going to take some photos.
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