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Knight
I’m remembering that thought I had before, about how amazing it was that I’d gone a full two days without any drama or downturn in my mood. That seems f*****g laughable right now. After what may have been the best weekend of my life, a weekend where I met a woman I’m really in to, and had some of the best moments yet in my career, I end up losing my f*****g laptop. The first original story I’d started in a year—the book that may have been the one to get me on a list—was saved to its hard drive, and now it’s vanished along with my bag. I guess it’s my fault for not backing the story up, and for leaving my bag on the elevator floor, but still. Whoever took that bag and didn’t return it to the front desk is an unethical piece of s**t.
I checked with the staff before the three of
